La mía diría Los Otros y La Llave maestra me encanta él misterio y así
Ciao
La mía diría Los Otros y La Llave maestra me encanta él misterio y así
Ciao
La mía es White Chicks
ay que mensa sos chica puro acerrin
Traduce amiga.
A mi me gusta la comedia
Soy niña bien estoopida
Bien fea, bien panzona, bien deforme, bien Prieta, bien caca atorada…
Bien macho y bien vergon oye semental
de que trata amiga
Distópica y de humor negro
Fea panzona y gorda pero aún así lo ACOSABAS mandándole mensajes para que te pasara fotos de el en tanga . COCHINO
A long time ago, in the underground realm, where there are no lies or pain,
there lived a Princess who dreamed of the human world.
She dreamed of blue skies, soft breeze, and sunshine.
One day, eluding her keepers, the Princess escaped.
Once outside, the brightness blinded her
and erased every trace of the past from her memory. She forgot who she was and where she came from.
Her body suffered cold, sickness, and pain. Eventually, she died.
However, her father, the King, always knew that the Princess’ soul would return, perhaps in another body, in another place, at another time. And he would wait for her,
until he drew his last breath, until the world stopped turning . . .
“Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. Loneliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. The best you can do is know yourself, know what you want.”
“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”
Una de mis favoritas!