Is that Love ?
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Chronique originale par rapport à ce que vous lisez, enfinn j'crois , bref vous verrez vous verrez... Hahaha
Lamia, 16 ans, vit dans une routine banale, elle a toujours cru que la bouffe c'était toute sa vie jusqu'à rencontrer CE mec... qui basculera sa vie ?? C'est ce que nous allons voir...
Qui gagnera ?
Son amour pour la bouffe ? Vu que ça durera pour toujours...
OU
Un amour incertain ? Qui ne durera sûrement pas toujours mais qui lui fera vivre des émotions jamais vues..
J'vous avez dit qu'elle était originale ma chronique, si vous trouvez ça ailleurs, j'la supprime , enfinnn A VOIR !
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