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Wysłany: Pią 14:24, 01 Kwi 2011
Temat postu: herve leger toronto Finally did your bride _2515
Finally did your bride
know you, you are the one husband, a father. I am also a man's wife, a parent. Did not know you, I never thought about what is love? As the mother of my three children, in addition to the fields of the farm is busy with housework. Husband is a very bad tempered person. Especially after drinking, he would have no reason to hit me, call me. Three children hid behind me as frightened or run away.
whenever this time, I feel that they are miserable, in order to face and take into account the three children, I always put all the grievances received in the heart. But the heart of bitter, bitter. If not that one night when I want to commit suicide even met you, maybe I had become a hell ghost.
when you rescued me from the cold water when extremely desperate, I thank you not only did not the slightest meaning, on the contrary, I beat you hard and wonder why you stop me? You said nothing, when I tired to fight you, you put me in your arms, I can not made to crying in your arms. Cried enough, after venting, I found that you are my age who, when sober reason, I am blushing get out of your arms.
magic like you lit a fire Gou, early summer evening, the fire because of this pile of soaked to the skin warm and a lot of us. The moment I do not want to go back, you talked the night with me, and I know you like the father of three children, you and I are the next village people. Watch the fire light your face red, my heart actually jumped up mad could not help but face also red again. Afraid you see my predicament, I looked down pretending to pretend and wood. Night because of your company and become very happy!
husband finally found me, you came before the genuine husband and said: the word.
turn around after we went into his own life, I was the mother of three children, you or the father of three children. With my husband went to your house to show thanks and see you wife, a happy and peaceful woman. Honest in the face smile, she and I talked a lot. Three children around watching you, watching your wife a happy smile. I first read what applauded men. Good man is to allow a woman faces have taken a happy smile and a quiet temperament. Not a woman is willing to face their own vicissitudes, no woman is willing to become a mad woman. Every woman is willing to own the painting of static and dynamic is the poem. Gossips the woman into a mad man who is known as the husband. What kind of husband, wife, what kind of shape? Simple and simple-minded, I actually think the problem is so profound, so deep I think they have a trace of pride and joy.
Perhaps because the parents of three children, right? Maybe I touched the tears that night a chord in your heart, you and your husband became good friends, you want to impress your husband good behavior, something I can be happy. I appreciate your good, I make the effort to help your wife to do farm work, she and I became good friends.
husband changed a lot, watching the children become more and more happy, I slowly brightened. Thought that happiness would fall to the ground, such as an expansion of the water drops off children, but I was wrong.
changed her appearance is turned to the husband. She is the husband's first love, it was because of a misunderstanding causes them to pass, when you meet them again, she had just divorced and to live in her family not far from us.
be alone and lonely in her demeanor impressed by her husband, the husband tried to reach her. But without success. A wise woman will not accept a woman of the man help. She is a smart woman who has learned this.
her refusal and her husband Gengrang distressed situation of the poor. Husband suffering, helpless husband, when she again burst into tears when the mean of the wife yelled, her husband happens to be caught. Her helplessness, her husband is a pain to have to tear drink alone, other people's advice, all of our family, not into the husband's heart,
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, in addition to her husband or her heart. The pain was so depressed that her husband almost overwhelming, the husband was drunk and beat me even more desperately. Cardiff ah, husband, I'm your wife. Your hands take my eyes Golden footed play, play spun me around, playing silly me, the tears will flow is literally beaten to force you back into the stomach and the blood flow of different places but never out, nose, arms, mouth. Cries of the children only made you stop playing the hand of acid. You and your wife know the circumstances rushed over, looked at my situation, you and your wife were in tears, the scarred me to the hospital.
always thought that patience would be moved to my husband, Markov's heart is no longer on the family, the husband drinking more and more times, the last wine, three meals a day, in my eyes has become a husband a devil, in such situations, you saved my life look at my eyes have been wrong, compassion, pity, and pamper. Finally at a single occasion I was crying again in your arms, you hold me, the pain too depressing, so I felt the urge to vent. We crossed a moral bottom line to each other. Subsequently, the lonely fear not know how I have to go after a loss the way? You hold me, man tears out one hit on me, squirt into my heart.
have a deviant, there is a second look, but I can not through the eyes of your wife, I chose to escape, beaten in relying on the husband's love you give me their teeth with walk every day,
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, silence became my unique personality. Has a strong inner thoughts can be quickly defeated me when we meet again, they all clearly felt each other's weight loss, we're desperate to embrace. One side is the devil tortured husband, while the love of your angel.
husband for his love even more tortured me, watching my body bruised, you hold me in tears, a woman can do anything for love, I do not know how to love you? Just lingering with you, I surrender all, I usually do not become one and the same woman. Tears of a woman with style can be moved heaven and earth thousands. In your heart, my position more than getting all your loved ones. But we know this world can not accommodate our affection, in the eyes of others I just Tou Hanzi woman is mistress. When I talk about them to you, you Wen Zhu me. Live in the world one day, I was at the side of the fire side of the water of life. My pain has not let me continue to survive, and finally one day, I told you,
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, my decision.
day with you, I was even more fascinating and charming. Finally, I hold you in the deep bite down on your shoulders, your pain Yi Chan, but you did not move, I left you a row of thin shoulders, the teeth marks. With a few little blood and Pearl, as I bleeding heart. When I let go, you hugged me in tears, said to me: my wife, be my bride. every time together, is to make a bed, days when to be. the last time, we choose a hotel for our new house, right? down. Although my heart hope to leave this world with him, but I can not harm him in the unjust, he is the father of three children, is someone else's husband. He did not let me go to tears.
He took me in his arms, let me listen to his heartbeat, then said to me: I do not want to delay that step on the road to another, but my husband added beaten change the calendar, as his first pieces every pain and every tear I have to bear children, and eventually I could no longer sustain, as My three children do seasons clothing and shoes, wanted to leave this world quietly let him know. But the thought is life and death, I could not help but met him, I know this is the last time,
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, I put my hand over more thoroughly, and love for his beloved is the kind of person to give his utmost happiness and joy. This time, I was happy happy woman, even though this joy is calculated points. He also, and usually not the same. When he and I have to say goodbye, he put me in his arms, said to me: He Yongjin me without any explanation, and then took my hand with his knees, facing the light of the moon, said: These go along. Although we love children, but we can not harsh, and in the world, death is the only way that we love, even though it is a dead end. But for me it is very happy.
next day he took me to a small town near our home, we chose a clean look of the hotel. We chose the things they like to make some simple modification, for me he bought a red and a shirt. I finally did his bride, in hell I became his wife. What I burst into tears saying he was not holding out for him and I bought a white shirt, walking before we made love together. Then we carefully dress himself. He and I together make me drink the pesticide, and we laughed together, hugged, drug onset, despite the death-like pain afflict us, but we did not leave each other a half step. The last time, last time, with the last time we kiss, no pain gradually, and we left the gently fluttering tired of our body, we give up the body to leave the love, not angry in that the bodies of two around, I constantly turning ah. Turn. Then we see that the landlord was surprised to see our bodies and panic. Then we saw my husband world of his human wife. They want us apart, have become rigid body can not be separated, after someone broke out the hand of my body, only separated. See my husband,
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, not my body shipped home. In the eyes of the world I'm a whore. Even her parents who are unwilling to accept me the body. I have no tears, he and I flew into the Dong Nai River, where there waiting for us in the Meng-law.
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