Art is not for gnomes
queijo e uvas passasArt is not for gnomes
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View profileCome to the dark side! *** "Não deixe ninguém definir deus limites por causa de onde você veio. Seu único limite é sua alma" - Che...
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Hello cupcakes! ❤ This story was made for the Secret Vacation Friend of the League of Betas! My secret friend was Palloma! Flower, I tried to write a recent story huahuahua :') The story has not been revised or beta, but I intend to review it later! ❤
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First Published
28 de julho de 2018
Last Updated
28 de julho de 2018
Editorial Status
Completed
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Português (Brasil)
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