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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Januari 2014
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Februari 2015
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: November 2013
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Oktober 2014
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Mac 2015
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Oktober 2013
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: QUOTE OF THE DAY!
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: April 2015
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Jun 2013
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.
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♥diarihaticikbunbun♥: Praktikum hoi!
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Love is an honesty. About the language of the heart who was revealed. By the strands of the body. About a satiran who exposed knife. Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind. Doing things that are sometimes absurd. Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,. Cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into. The lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy. Love is not teaching us weak, but of power. Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,. Love is not discouraging, but uplifting.