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Jag förlåter dig..

Jag förlåter dig..

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 21, 2014
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Jag heter Denise Malm och är 15 år. Enligt alla mina kompisar är jag den perfekta tjejen alla killar vill ha. Jag är smal, långt blont hår, stora bröst, stor rumpa och den perfekta nyansen av blåa ögon. Mina föräldrar skildes när jag var 5 år, senare det året dog min pappa. Min mamma hade riktigt stora problem om att ta hand om mig och min store bror själv så hon anlitade en "nanny" som fortfarande jobbar hos oss eftersom mamma jobbar konstant hela tiden känns det som. Min bror dog för ca 1 år sedan så jag har haft det riktigt tufft...
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