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Publikasi terakhir Sen, Mar 23, 2015
Był sobie Król o imieniu Naill koncertowa w różnych państwa w Polsce akurat nie lecze pojechał do polski i wyszedł z hotelu zobaczył piękną idealną dziewczyne o imieniu Sandra to była nie zwykła dziewczyna idealna piękna i mądra zobaczył ja odjeło mu gębę
-Sandra odrzekła hej
-Naill za to mówi hej piekna dziewczyno
jej wiatr powiewał włosy a on dalej wpatrywał się w nią
Poszli do domu ciągle on rozmyslał ją
jej było trochę smutno bo nigdy nie poznała takiego blondyna ehhh rozmyslała nad tym spotkaniem a on o niej
nastepnego dnia jedziła na rowerze i wpadła na Nailla...
pogadali dłużej ...
Była dyskoteka znów się spotkali...
tańczyli ze sobą tak super zaiskrzyło coś między nimi polcałował ja w policzek....
po 2miesiacach byli razem byli nie rozłączni,ale pewnego on musiał wyjechać....
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My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.
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