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by the time we made right to the highway, beads
Data dodania Październik 21, 2011 | Brak komentarzyby the time we made right to the highway, beads of sweat were running down my forehead. My hands have been wet and aching from me gripping them together so tightly... -
Saw his amorous eyes, profound as enchanting blue sea.
Data dodania Październik 10, 2011 | Brak komentarzySaw his amorous eyes, profound as enchanting blue sea. His aura lightens my heart, His absence problems my soul. I don’t know why it happens? Don’t have information how to...
