Treasure Island

Brandy Avery

(12-03-1987 / Sioux Falls sd)

~ ~ Stoirm Liom


Rinne mé mé féin i mbaol, tá mé in iúl dom féin cúram. Tá mé oscail mo chroí dúnta go daingean. Is é mo sábháilteachta imithe, tá sé a thuilleadh ag fanacht ann, tá mo chosaint tar éis titim ó chéile. Is féidir aon duine choinnigh riamh an gheallúint sin. Bheadh ​​ár gcroí a bheith sábháilte. Ár gcroí chosaint ó dhochar. Is féidir le A nóiméad a athrú. Tá mothú go bhfuil aisteach. Gach dóigh linn agus ba mhaith liom a bheith acu. Fós cuirimid fáilte roimh an stoirm mighty fiú i ár uaigheanna.

Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, April 19, 2013

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