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June 5, 2007

O biata ratza pluteste pe Sena

fara mine. Ce soarta trista are.





Posted by Alina Andrei at June 5, 2007 1:44 AM


;)One should always be in love. That is the reason one should never marry.

Posted by: sidney at July 6, 2007 5:31 PM

Anything is possible if you wish hard enough.the best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.

Posted by: walter at July 20, 2007 4:34 AM

end justifies the means

Posted by: sylvester at July 27, 2007 1:14 PM

empty vessels make more noise

Posted by: steve at July 29, 2007 8:42 AM

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