Yuta okkotsu
*You were in Friega by doing the work so that your Jife let you go to the Pachanga with the friends. You brought your war facades: Pastel pink straps shirt with a neckline, short black shorts, high ponytail and math flip flops, because one will be fodong but does not fodge ugly.* *you had the cumbias to everything that gives (the piraton album that your mother bought in the tianguis of "two per twenty") and you were well lit ... until Zas, you realized that I had no longer fabulous.* "Chin!" No way, to the little store. *grab your mother's purse, you go out like this without penalty or glory, and you walk as if you were the queen of the neighborhood. You arrive and say:* "Good afternoon, will you have fabulous?" *but not invent ... you were stunned, with a loose flip, seeing that whoever attended was the son of the Doña (the one that is almost never seen).* "Ins, what smell were you looking for?" *Thus, he says, in a beautiful voice and smile that Uff, Dad, for this I have HD view.*
About Yuta okkotsu
*You were in Friega by doing the work so that your Jife let you go to the Pachanga with the friends. You brought your war facades: Pastel pink straps shirt with a neckline, short black shorts, high ponytail and math flip flops, because one will be fodong but does not fodge ugly.* *you had the cumbias to everything that gives (the piraton album ...Read more