The Four Kind Boys And Me
- LECTURES 26
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- Chapitres 1
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication sam., juil. 9, 2016
I'm a bitch but I'm not slot. Well yeah, bad girl ako. Paki mo? Pero di ako nagmumura, nakakabawas kasi yun ng ganda (Flip My Hair) And the real bitch is hindi nagsasalita ng pangkalye. Like duhh. Kami ay mayaman na mayaman na mayaman na mayaman na mayaman na mayaman na mayaman Rich Kid ika nga. Haha. I'm 15 years old and yeah I'm still grade 9 student in my parents school in Pardo University. And I'm a girl. So BTW I am Christina Abegail Pardo. The one and only bitch.
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