a love like no other
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Last published Thu, May 9, 2019
Coucou à tous, j'ai decidé de créer cette chronique pour faire passer un message à vous tous.
Et vous faire voir que les belles histoire n'existe pas seulement dans les films ..
C'est une histoire vrai !! Mon histoire..
Ma vie...
Mon premier love
Amour , pleure , rire ...
Vous serez tous !
Cette chronique je tenais à vous la raconté car je suis passé par plusieurs étapes triste mais malgré tout on resté soudé à l'homme que l'on aime...
Petite présentation moi c'est zahia et je suis d'origine libanaise francaise congolaise voila ..
Hésiter pas à kiffer ou bien commenter pour voir qui suit cette histoire.. et à posé des questions si vous le souhaiter..
Bonne lecture et desolé pour les fautes hihi
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