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MessageSujet: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 1:51


Marilyn Cooper ft Ashley Benson
When someone told me I lived in a fantasy land, I nearly fell of my unicorn.
27 ans
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Mannequin
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Mon histoire commence à la fin novembre à Miami, c'est cette fameuse soirée où je suis venue au monde. J'ai pointé mon nez avec deux semaines d'avance. Mes parents étaient heureux, très heureux. Je suis fille unique, pourtant j'ai toujours rêvé d'avoir un petit frère ou une petite soeur de qui m'occuper mais ce jour n'est jamais arrivé, malheureusement. Enfin, cela ne m'a jamais empêchée d'être heureuse pour autant, que du contraire. J'étais entourée d'amies et j'étais plutôt bien intégrée. En plus de ça, ma mère a toujours été présente pour moi malgré son travail. Mon père, lui, était beaucoup plus occupé mais cela ne l'a jamais empêché de m'aimer et de passer des moments privilégiés avec moi. Dans le fond, nous étions une famille heureuse malgré les hauts et les bas et c'est ce qui m'importe le plus.

Rien de très important pour moi durant l'enfance. L'adolescence, elle, s'est révélée être plus importante. J'ai découvert le meilleur et le pire. Des intimidations qui n'ont pas fonctionnées sur moi, mon premier baiser ainsi que ma première fois, les sorties. C'est à ce moment là que j'ai connu mon premier amour qui s'est avéré, soyons honnête... Désastreux. Il n'y a pas d'autres mots, c'était presque un enfer. Au fond de moi, j'ai toujours eu un rêve : devenir mannequin. J'ai commencé par poser pour un site en ligne qui proposait des vêtements pour jeunes en parallèle de mes cours jusqu'à la fin de mes études. Ensuite, j'ai été au service d'une directrice d'un magasin de prêt à porter afin d'en apprendre plus sur le sujet. J'ai finalement été repérée il y a 5 ans de cela par une agence de mannequinat et j'ai accepté leur proposition.

Il n'est plus aussi rare de me voir en couverture d'un magasine ou quelque chose ainsi et j'adore ça. Côté personnel? Je ne suis pas prête pour une relation  longue. Je ne m'imagine pas avec un copain ou même pire : mariée avec des enfants ! Je ne dis pas que jamais cela n'arrivera mais à cet instant précis, ce n'est pas quelque chose que j'imagine concrètement. Peut-être plus tard, c'est même fort probable. En attendant? Je vis de ma passion, je profite de ma jeunesse comme je l'entends. J'ai même comme projet de bientôt lancer une ligne de vêtement en collaboration avec une marque. Autant dire que je ne regrettes absolument pas la vie qui m'est offerte. Malgré que j'adore mon boulot, rien ne vaux ces merveilleux instants à la maison, en compagnie de mes amis, de ma famille que j'aime tant tout en profitant de mon chat. Dans le fond, rien ne vaux ces moments. Je ne les échangerais pour rien au monde.
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 1:55

PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
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“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 1:55

PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”


PRENOM P2. NOM
intitulé du lien.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” the bouncer said, folding his arms across his massive chest. He stared down at the boy in the red zip-up jacket and shook his shaved head. “You can’t bring that thing in here.” The fifty or so teenagers in line outside the Pandemonium Club leaned forward to eavesdrop. It was a long wait to get into the all-ages club, especially on a Sunday, and not much generally happened in line. The bouncers were fierce and would come down instantly on anyone who looked like they were going to start trouble. Fifteen-year-old Clary Fray, standing in line with her best friend, Simon, leaned forward along with everyone else, hoping for some excitement. “Aw, come on.” The kid hoisted the thing up over his head. It looked like a wooden beam, pointed at one end. “It’s part of my costume.” The bouncer raised an eyebrow. “Which is what?” The boy grinned. He was normal-enough-looking, Clary thought, for Pandemonium. He had electric blue dyed hair that stuck up around his head like the tendrils of a startled octopus, but no elaborate facial tattoos or big metal bars through his ears or lips. “I’m a vampire slayer.” He pushed down on the wooden thing. It bent as easily as a blade of grass bending sideways. “It’s fake. Foam rubber. See?”
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 7:53

Moi évidemment Wink

Comme on a dit ❤
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 10:20

Évidemment je ne t'oublies pas Very Happy

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 16:03

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 16:32

Il faudra qu'on se fasse un RP

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 16:38

Oui avec grand plaisir Wink
Je fais ceux que j'ai à faire et je ferais le tien aussi.
Est ce qu'on fait comme si ça fait longtemps qu'elles ne se sont pas vu ? Smile
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 16:45

On peut, ou alors elles ne se sont jamais quittées, au choix ^^

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 23:25

Je veux bien un lien, et j'ai peut-être une idée par rapport au boulot de Marilyn.
Athena est journaliste elle aurait pu faire une interview de la blondinette lors d'un défilé ? Après tu cherche plus du positif ou du négatif ?
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 23:27

Avec plaisir oui !
J'imagine plutôt du positif. Peut-être que Marilyn aurait pu passer un agréable moment durant l'interview en voyant qu'Athena ne cherche pas a déformer ses propos ?
Après rien ne les empêcherais d'être devenues de bonnes amies si tu le désires. ^^
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 23:35

Comme Athena est nouvelle dans le métier elle cherche juste à se faire un nom et pas jouer forcément dans le scandale... Et après oui elles auraient pu devenir amies et comme Athena fait pas mal d'interviews pour tout et n'importe quoi, le fait d'être amie avec Marilyn pourrait lui ouvrir quelques portes...
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 23:40

C'est justement ce qui pourrait plaire à Marilyn chez elle, elle ne cherche pas à faire le scandale. Ça serait chouette comme amitié je pense, en plus Marilyn pourrait chercher à l'aider pour ouvrir ces fameuses portes et peut-être même à se faire un nom.

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 23:46

Marilyn est comment niveau caractère ? Mais le début de lien j'aile beaucoup on peut travailler sur ça
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Mer 12 Juil - 23:48

Elle est plutôt ouverte, du style à donner sa chance à tous le monde mais dès qu'on touche de près ou de loin à ses amis, elle peut devenir méchante. C'est quelqu'un de très tournée vers ses ami(e)s et sa famille. Elle est du style assez protectrice en fait. Il ne faut simplement pas abuser de sa confiance parce que dans ces cas-là, il est fort probable qu'elle ne la redonne pas. Pas trop compliquée en soi, quoi. Smile
On pourra se faire ça alors si ça te va.

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 20:06

Je les imagine bien ne s'être pas vu depuis que Candice ait commencé à travailler au café littéraire, comme Marilyn avait des défilés un peu partout dans le monde, quelque chose comme ça, donc elles auraient passé quelques mois sans se voir, et Candice aurait (grâce aux médias et réseaux sociaux) pu savoir que Marilyn revenait à Miami et en profiter pour venir chez elle et lui faire une surprise ? Smile
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 20:06

Ça serait génial de partir là dessus oui, j'adore l'idée Very Happy On mettra ça en place au cours d'un RP dès que l'occasion se présente si tu le veux?

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 20:09

Comme j'ai tout en tête, je te le fais dans la soirée Wink
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 20:10

Ah oui? T'es vraiment un ange ^^

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 20:38

Oui Wink
Oui ton petit ange gardien ^^
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 20:39

Oui, ma petite protégée

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Jeu 13 Juil - 22:53

Owii
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Ven 14 Juil - 14:07

Est-ce que tu veux un lien?
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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Ven 14 Juil - 22:07

Avec plaisir, tu désires quelque chose de particulier ?

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MessageSujet: Re: Marilyn ~ What goes around comes back around.   Ven 14 Juil - 22:46

Moi aussi of course, comme on a dit aussi ^^

Je te rajoute dès que j'ai le pc ^^
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