Why?
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Dernière publication lun., mars 7, 2016
Some guys like the lightskin girls. Why? They like girls with big breast and butts. Why? To have long hair with REAL baby hairs. Why? Black father's always leave and never take care of their children. Why?Most black people live in the ghetto. Why?
Some girls ask this question and one of those girls are Miami. A dark skin tall skinny girl with no butt and not even the boobs. She doesn't know her father. Saves every penny she earns to help out with bills. She has never had a boyfriend and still hasn't had her first kiss.
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