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The queen of mirrors (you know who) is still strutting around like she owns the stars, but I’m not playing audience anymore. New chapter, clean slate, no nappies, no tantrums – except hers, of course.
Anyway, thought you should know. Let’s catch up soon – real talk, no filters.
— Jake Silver, still mad, still breathing
You swing through life with wild charm and a heart of gold.
King of vines, ruler of laughs—my fierce, loyal, lovable hubby.
You make the wild worth it. 🐒💚