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Supranatural

LECTURAS 214
Votos 75
Partes 9
Hora 29m

LECTURAS 214
Votos 75
Partes 9
Hora 29m

adevar erotism iubire minciuna mister pasiune regasire speranta ura viata

Ce te face să simți că trăiești? Banii? Averea? Prietenii care nu îți sunt prieteni adevărați? Iubitul perfect care și-o trage cu mama ta vitregă? Obișnuiam să cred că viața e roz și că sunt de neoprit! Obișnuiam să fiu o fata dulce si bună cu oricine îmi ieșea în cale, dar asta a fost înainte, înainte să fiu trădată, umilită și călcată în picioare....ce te face să te simți vie? Un nou început, o nouă versiune a mea, dar una rea, fără scrupule și cel mai important fără sentimente! E momentul.......e momentul să le pun pe off.Todos los derechos reservados

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