tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post8695515030347174846..comments2023-07-17T16:03:04.259+03:00Comments on Copilul din mine: Parfum de Trupnu e nevoie de numehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01029862884758420567noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-22637053337953304312009-07-19T00:36:57.714+03:002009-07-19T00:36:57.714+03:00nu toate visele frumoase se indeplinesc,nu toate c...nu toate visele frumoase se indeplinesc,nu toate cosmarurile sunt reale...imi e dor,bbhttp://bebe3plictisita.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-28080217956528929782009-07-17T00:23:49.508+03:002009-07-17T00:23:49.508+03:00ha, ce tare.
ma bucur pentru tineha, ce tare.<br /><br />ma bucur pentru tinenu e nevoie de numehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01029862884758420567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-24621040630510344282009-07-17T00:13:53.685+03:002009-07-17T00:13:53.685+03:00de obicei eu nu prefer cafea, suc de portocale.
a...de obicei eu nu prefer cafea, suc de portocale.<br /> asa devreme nu dejunez,dar nu m-as arunca pe omlete si bacon rasucit cu un gagiu,as lua si eu un croissant cu dulceata de mango si portocale,ceva müsli<br />ba,el a preferat si cafea si frühstück.<br />da,am un halat galben banal pe care-l iubesc.n-am avut lumanari ,numai o fontita roz la neglije-ul meu ciocolaatiu de georgette etc etc ,el zambea ca-i super ''surprize pachet''<br /><br />eu sunt cea matinala si ii dau un bobarnac peste nas ''good morning,sir''Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-59503773828951263802009-07-16T22:37:15.173+03:002009-07-16T22:37:15.173+03:00si ati baut cafeaua?si ati baut cafeaua?nu e nevoie de numehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01029862884758420567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-79329151563651871032009-07-16T21:18:49.832+03:002009-07-16T21:18:49.832+03:00si eu l-am sarutat tandru pe umar azi-noapte.dar m...si eu l-am sarutat tandru pe umar azi-noapte.dar m-am trezit in bratele lui.<br /><br />da,nu i-am spus nimic de desene si lui ii era cald si mie-mi era numa bineAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-15116136036754482192009-07-15T22:44:40.167+03:002009-07-15T22:44:40.167+03:00asa am vazut scena, ea o visatoare, el un simplu p...asa am vazut scena, ea o visatoare, el un simplu profitornu e nevoie de numehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01029862884758420567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382805823901972200.post-54283339564015617142009-07-15T18:55:26.810+03:002009-07-15T18:55:26.810+03:00intrebare
de ce nu el se trezeste singurintrebare<br /><br />de ce nu el se trezeste singurAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com