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(santosynth)

mas quemao que un cenicero del bingo

I Feel Like Dancing





...I'll read you a story...

  • Colleen - Petite Fleur - Mort Aux Vaches


    • y anda vete a la mierda si no soy un puto romántico!

    (click on red script)

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    18/12/06 22:15

    beh allora... Let's dance!
    Un saluto    



    19/12/06 23:50

    (inquietante) e cmq bellissimo :)    



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