Chemiczna dysocjacja

Chemiczna dysocjacja

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Last published Tue, Jun 6, 2017

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Tagsadidas adidaz aka ciasne czasne

Najka Adidaz, jak na każdej przerwie, siedziała w toalecie i poprawiała swoją tapetę. Musiała wyglądać dziś, jak prawdziwa gwiazda. Musiała olśniewać bardziej, niż poranne słońce. Oznaczało to: nałożenie szpachlą płynnej tapety, założenie o dwa rozmiary za dużego push - upu, wbicie się w stare levisy (kupione rok temu na bazarze, przecież tanio to trzeba korzystać!) i ubranie ubranie obcisłej bluzeczki, która miała podkreślić jej niewidoczne krągłości. Tak naprawdę ich nie miała, ale po co są te wszystkie życiowe haki na powiększenie biustu, czy wyszczuplenie się? Ktoś, przecież to stworzył, więc czemu miałaby z tego nie skorzystać? Tych sztuczek na wyrwanie "samca alfa z gangu trzech pasków" nauczyła ją Żabka Czasne Dżinssy - jej psiapsi, oraz kilka większych youtuberek, które same je stosowały. Gdy uznała, że wygląda dość "przyzwoicie" postanowiła wybrać się na łowy.

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