My son has come back from an English Camp in Galicia. I have to confess that the house has been very silent for these twenty days. He looks happy and healthy with his new suntan. English, football, tennis, volleyball and many other activities and he even has eaten cabbage, just incredible. He has been boasting about packing his suitcase in less than thirty minutes. I think he is growing lean,tall and independent. Fourteen and a half. Welcome home, my Darling.
Cada vez que leas el título tienes que saber que es irónico. Con más edad y con más talla/peso te conviertes en invisible. ¿Acaso importa? Yo quiero seguir siendo feliz, sintiéndome bien en mi piel, haciendo las cosas que me gustan, siendo un poco exhibicionista.
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El eterno problema de todas las chicas/ mujeres que tenemos montones de ropa y aún así nos gusta más la que vemos en el escaparate. ...
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RIGHT, VERY ME VERY ME FAIL FAIL VERY ME FAIL VERY ME VERY ME FAIL VERY ME
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