Olha... Diiiiiiz

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Sophia*
vamos jogar pictionary

Ju
n sei como conseguiste falar tanto de um brush
heyyy
isso é q era xD
m n podemos ser so duas lolol

Sophia*
nah
:D
tens pictionary? :x
LOL

Ju
errr
nao
LOLOLOL
muito bom...

Sophia*
ohhhhhhhhh
Vamos comprar!!!!

Ju
esta era digna dakele blog

Sophia*
XD
era mesmo!

Ju
conversa de malucas
mas quem joga conosco??

Sophia*
LOLOL
olha, chama o teu irmão

Ju
humm deixa pensar
ele deve estar a trabalhar ate tarde

Sophia*
chama quem quiseres
CHAMA O ANTÓNIO
CHAMA O ANTÓNIO

Ju
falta o gesto
(Y)CHAMA O ANTONIO(Y)
espera
se calhar ate tenho pictionary
n sei
tenho q ir ver
lolol
pq uma vez eramos miudos
e deram uma cena assim ao meu irmao

Sophia*
lindo xD

Ju
mas iamos p onde?

Sophia*
olha, à falta de melhor, ficávamos aqui

Ju
podiamos vir praki

Sophia*
ou isso
como queiras
LOLOL

Comentários

Zé Luis disse…
Gente com falta do que fazer... :D
1:05 da tarde
aldasilva disse…
:x não vou comentar isso.
2:58 da manhã
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