MI HERMANASTRO ❤
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- Parti 4
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Ultima pubblicazione mer, ago 21, 2019
Ahí estaba yo, mirándolo, llena de odio hacia él, el que se hace llamar mi "hermanastro" aunque sea lindo, me vale, EL NO ES PARTE DE MI FAMILIA.
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