Finding Love (engelstalig)

jeeeeeeej

kben blij dak je kon helpen zoet
*knuff*

*knuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuft plaaaat*

jeeeeeeeeeeeeeej

*kan niet wachten op stuksel*

ik ook nie

whahah die sgoe

ik BEN goe

hehe okee

twijfeld gij deraan??? :O

oneee
gij zt gewoon GOED

*voelt zich goe*

kitty gij zijt uitermate goed!!

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net zoals ik

zo goed da ik gisteren enkel mah MP geschreven eb en niet FL

solly meine liebe fans!!!! kzal vandaag nog wel schrijven.. mah kga proberen van voorraad te schrijven en dan pas poste in kleine stukke zoda ik ongeveer elke dag eentje kan poste... dus nog effe wachte en dan vliege we der weer in eh goed eh

ge moogt gerust nog wa spamme ze misschien dak dan rapper schrijf EN post ^^

hihi



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spammiewammie



-> zie Billie wil ook meer

schrijven jij!
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oh Billie? =)

*begint snel te schrijve*

hihi
da werkt altijd^^

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kheb al kei veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel (allee zoveel nu ook weer nie )

oki stukseltje voor mijn fans... lang moete wachten... maar hier is het al...
kzou zegge... zet maar al een doos klenex naast u =)

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euhm ja... idem dus eh =D...

A little later Kitty was looking at Bill trying to see through him.
“Does he really love me” She doubted. She felt really in love with him, she would do anything for him but the second thoughts were tearing her apart. She could really use the warmth of the one she loved more than anything or anyone. She crawled closer to Bill and lay herself in his arms. It felt really good. It would kill her if she would find out that he, indeed, didn’t love her. “Don’t think about it, Kitty” She told herself. A few minutes later she fell asleep in Bill’s arms.

“She’s so beautiful” Bill thought while watching his girl who just fell asleep in his arms, his arms. “My arms, my girl” A little smile appeared on his face. Oh, he loved this girl so much. But something was wrong, there’s a tension. His smile turned into a worrying face. “What’s wrong” He thought “What made her change? Maybe she doesn’t want to be with me anymore because it’s to hard?” a little tear formed in his eye. “I couldn’t blame her” he went on “I’m never there for her, always on tour… everybody knows my face. It’s hard for me, but how is it for her… Everyone constantly reminding her of me and people on the streets laughing at her because she’s with me. She says she’s all right with it, that she doesn’t care… But maybe she’s just saying that to make me not worrying about her…” The tear had left his eye and roll over his cheek.

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oh! Gott kitty gij krijgt mij echt aan het wenen hea

ookal heb ik deez stuk al gelezen

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he... oooh...

meer...

hmm... als er wa meer mense zijn misschien...

oki
klinkt redelijk

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