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En teen, to sammenbragte pseudotvillinger, en prinsesse og en tumling. Hus, have, heste og bedste. Familie, venner, og job. Stor kærlighed, mange interesser, et hæftigt temprament og alt, alt for lidt tid.CONTENT
This web page desperathusmor.blogspot.com states the following, "En teen, to sammenbragte pseudotvillinger, en prinsesse og en tumling." We saw that the webpage said " Hus, have, heste og bedste." It also said " Familie, venner, og job. Stor kærlighed, mange interesser, et hæftigt temprament og alt, alt for lidt tid. Nu er det ganske vist at jeg er nået over halvvejs i juicekuren. Og jeg er begyndt at tænke over hvad det egentlig er jeg savner ved ikke at spise det samme som de andre."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
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