Here you are all complaining about the girls that they are such a crazy nits, get you in full. I am normal, from your point of view, a girl, I can hold the siege while the sweet beer is melting, and eat to cook, and pick up the drunk PM from the corporate, instead of flowers, I welcome a practical kilogram of meat, instead of a shovel, paid CASCO, beer with friends, no question, just snack well. And that in the end they say to me that I am unfeminine, unromantic, not a princess in general.
What else do you need shit?? to
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The cry of the soul