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dorotaperska Dietetyka, masaż, fotografia, decoupage, biologia i wiele więcej, czyli co mnie kręci.
Dietetyka, masaż, fotografia, decoupage, biologia i wiele więcej, czyli co mnie kręci.
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dorotaperska Dietetyka, masaż, fotografia, decoupage, biologia i wiele więcej, czyli co mnie kręci.DESCRIPTION
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Tuesday, April 7, 2009.
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Terça-feira, 5 de agosto de 2008. Mnhas explicações vis me enojam. Postado por Ana Paula Saltão. Sexta-feira, 1 de agosto de 2008. Sempre achei que o sofrimento, mais que a bebida, mais que as drogas, fosse a inspiração pura. Até o dia em que eu sofri demais e não consegui escrever uma linha sequer. As coisas foram ficando um hiato, vazio e separado. Como se fossem só o espaço que as separava.