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By itachi -
Algunas veces me pregunto por que tengo que siempre correr a compartir cada tipo de detalles absurdos de mi vida que solo y solo me importan a mi, cada vez que lo hago recibo la misma atencion que que recibiria de una persona desconocida, y cada vez me lo reprocho por que me siento estupido hablando al unisono sin respuesta alguna, cada quien sus cosas, cada quien sus monitores y que mis estupideces se queden bien guardaditas ahi.

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Anonymous said…
q pedo gay cuando ns vemos pa platicar...ya de menos contestame mis correos...inche cotizado puto europeojaja
12:22 am
Anonymous said…
soy rafa jaja el cabezon...
12:22 am
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