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a_nagovitsyna
аленка :
Очень хочу поступить в Плеханова,можно сказать маленькая мечта)
2020-07-21 21:11:04
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mashakurguzova
Masha :
Рек, оцени пожалуйста мое последнее видео😍🥺
2020-07-20 18:38:03
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ph_radmir
ph_radmir✔️ :
@bikbulatov ооаоаоаоаоа
2020-07-27 08:28:21
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katemaslova2222
Kate Maslova :
На кого там училась ?
2020-07-28 19:42:53
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valer85
user4547719103555 :
Как готовилась, не расскажешь?)
2022-02-09 20:13:59
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Saw a TT video of this situation and made me so emotional. Those babies are MY babies, end of the line.
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Did I miss any? #stutter #stammer
I feel like I have ideas, but the execution of actually posting good content is like hard for some reason.
I feel like I have ideas, but the execution of actually posting good content is like hard for some reason.

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