 Wysłany: Czw 6:47, 25 Lis 2010 Temat postu: ------- A story of a late-night essay wallet |
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| years, I have a new purse, my purse with her, and she has my heart. I Henzhi Zu ~ ~.
;;;; ------------------- October 13, 2009 am Notes Unfortunately,ghd gold styler, unable to bear the test of love in college, whatever wisp wind blowing Fengqing gave was clear. So the money in my wallet can not save to buy a Rouga Mo time, people have begun to raise the other man,ugg felicity, no time should also be called \ Sample of the performance we are also very positive, wiping the nose obstinately in the box that point to choke back tears. Dormitory to have her taste of things to pack to pack,ghd straighteners, taking advantage of a dark and stormy night buried in a small apartment building behind the trees. If those trees are still, I buried things can grow the tree should be the high point, because I remember very clearly, in order to show respect, cover soil, I spread and very serious at the top of the urine. - man's wallet, often hidden in a story. with his first girlfriend broke up,+ Space open!, I sent her to throw my wallet (of course, the people of that coin, bring it drops in advance). Plastered inside I told her ID, two people are Biao whistling laugh really lonely. That is we're together she gave me after the first gift, was younger, sample to be moved a mess. Cherish, cherish wished he could use the money to install wallet. - |
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