Re: Dear Mother! loving mother (Mom) with many goods much more, you are a man you will probably more in Eket world, what are you with life and with edukoveme do this that I'm sot.te apologize for my regrets that I am in this jete.po you know how much more "optimistic" I am for what you veten.je to sit next to at any moment, which was serving as the une.qe distance vanity fair photo booth each time I cry on the phone or bored you not sleep at night, even though it gives me the courage to didhet you often beard (I have internal sources) that whenever I'm in the exam you have more anxiety and anxious to get out to say ..... . I love you very much: kiss:
Re: Re: Dear Mother! Dear Mom, now exactly how the phone will take almost all the s'folem neither yesterday, you have no idea how to miss at least when bertisje, especially when they bertisje ...... that your boredom spend five minutes and sharpen for this, but not now when we speak, vanity fair photo booth not to say "Hello", is to say you were to abrupt Mom! can not wait to come for the New Year, I made suitcases about that now, and that anyway ...... and then as I start the crying babies as happy, if not write big words that I know will tell me that was the worst mom wrote them for me, simply beautiful and I write without errors that can not tell you these things so that the phone will become just sose visa and here, and here who not allergic to anything,,,,,, joke now, am going to write and something for dad and will go to learn that you know what you worry more, as all mothers to Albforumistave here, by the way, I salute all mothers everywhere, vanity fair photo booth everywhere was and thmìem miss you man you want all the more to their existence.
Re: Re: Dear Mother! Mom ..! Among twinkle, njehkohesisht gap .. Each Christmas ornament, to lighten your face .. That day, the views were escorted deep, not shown, each - other tear, but sensing open, goods that bothers us .. As hundreds of people .. I knew that my heart tried to close pitch, Or we love to live ..... Another love and affection I have for you, No one, that takes your place. Who said the phrase: "Far away from heart Color" - has really wrong .. If twinkle everywhere look around, I swear .. mind all day, to you, O Ma, has gone .. : Kiss: / pf / images / IMG / smile.gif
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