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Anshara1
11 سنة
Pata nai,bura
Rom0
11 سنة
Gud nyt
Anshara1
11 سنة
Ok m sory na chachu par kya karti muje kuch bura laga tha apku lekar,to apse dur dur thi,par muje laga ta ap puchoge,to my apse khub jagra karungi par apne chuppi iktiyar kar li
Anshara1
11 سنة
Ajnabi wala rawaiya karoge mujhse?
Anshara1
11 سنة
Kya saabit krna chahrahe ap?
Anshara1
11 سنة
Atcha to meri inni si bt ka inna bada matlb nikaloge? kamal hai anshara to naraz b nai hosakti kisi se haq se, q k isku to koi manane ka sochta b nai bs gussa karte hain sb anshara par thank u
Anu17473
11 سنة
Oye dimag kharab ho gye faltu baat kyu krte ho
Anu17473
11 سنة
Kyu?
xnirx
11 سنة

╰★╮ ƸӜƷ ๑❤๑ ƸӜƷ ╰★╮

A servant enrolled his
donkey in a race and won.
The local paper read:
'SERVANT's ASS WON'.

The king was so upset with this kind of publicity
that he ordered the servant to get rid of the donkey.
He gave the donkey to the queen.
The local paper then read:
"QUEEN HAS THE BEST ASS IN TOWN".

The king fainted.

Queen sold the donkey to a farmer for 10.
Next day paper read:
"QUEEN SELLS HER ASS FOR 10".

This was too much,
KING ordered the queen to buy
back the donkey and leave it to the jungle.
The next Headlines:
"QUEEN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD & FREE"

The king died next day!

(●̮̮̃•̃)Power of media.!..(●̮̮̃•̃)

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╰★╮ ƸӜƷ ๑❤๑ ƸӜƷ ╰★╮
miku1989
11 سنة
kyu sad ho chachu kya hua
Anshara1
11 سنة
Beta nai hun
Anshara1
11 سنة
nobita
11 سنة
Leave it papah um okEi now
wanlapha
11 سنة
See U bro.

Take care na

wanlapha
11 سنة
Do U want paracetamol?
wanlapha
11 سنة
When U stop headache bro.?
wanlapha
11 سنة





...Be Smile...

...Hide Bitterness...




KeD



priya78
11 سنة
punch thumhara other id kithe chala gya
hamms
11 سنة
xnirx
11 سنة


We are Friends from far away.

When we talk
We always have something to say.

Our lives so different
yet the same

Every night we play the game.

We talk of families and about our day.

I always wonder
If there's more to say.

Could it have been different for you and I?

Or was fate decided
before we could have tried?

For now we play our parts,
That's all that's left;

Never knowing if our hearts would have met.

Two people from far away,
Always asking,"How was your day?".

Good Night ..!

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