mohsiney

tum meri blogger site pe regular jaya karo isi liye main tumko khas taur se url di….sirf tumko diya hai taake tum updates parh sako….

us zalil nakti ujaad maari dayen ko exclusive naa milay wese maine nahin di us dayen ko koi url dajjal shaytan hi diya hoga wese batul bhosdi ka kya kaam hai meri pvt site pe ??

us haramzadi ko nahin parhna chahiye mera koi bhi post ….

jamil bhosdika

mera browser hack kardiya sath mere bookmarks jo saved the drive mein saala haramzada kameena voh bhi gharat kardiya

uski brhrn ki cunt mein benji ka …jamil ki gand maaroon uski choot mein keede udki gand mein phode uskigand mein cancer aameen

teri ujaad surat

is qabil hi nahin mere kaan pehenay….

mera zever mere paise mere kapde sab kuch meri hi cheezon pe teri buri nazar gandi ghatiya randi?..

tu mar kyon nahin jati bhosdi???

aree dayen kothe wali

badnazar kutia…teri gand marey kutte asmeen…

tu is qabil hi nahin saali mera koi bhi zever pehen sakay maa ki ghaliz ugly badsurat rand maare…

zara apni shakl dekh badi aayi hawasi chinal mere zever ko nazar lagane wali is liye tuje kuch nahin dikana chahiye nadeedon ko hasidon ko quran mein likha hai…nazar lagti ….ma ki rand maare….ab mere kaan ki hawas kar rehi bkl?.. rehana ke samne tu kta boli gandi rand??

aree main roz pehenti voh kaan…jab dil chaha pehentiun….

tera mooh jalay tu aaj hi khatm hojaye teri mauta uthe aameen…

tere ujaad maare ujaad surat ke potta potti is qabil hi kahan mera chori kiya hua zever pehnen…

chal wapas kar chinal voh gold sets behaya…

sun scammer daku criminal

i repeat muje single rehna manzoor hai baqi zindgi magar tuj jese neech kameene aamil fraudy chor uchKe daku scammer dirty low life douche bag se shadi karna kisi qimat manzoor nahin tu kyin muje sadial condos cheapde houses dikata mc bc bhosdike??

ek bar nahin bolay toh samaj mein kyon nahin aata soover?

main zillion yrs tak tujse shadi nahin karoongi zillion years ……yaad rekh..,,

aaj tuje batatuin kyon

main babu/ apma ke itna bond hoon….mera bachpan guzra babu apma ke pyar mein…i used to sleep in babus bed apma/babu used to call me hiramani …bhaijaan used to call me amani…ankh khuli babu/apma ki goud mein…..bepanah pyar karte the babu apma mujse…

unse jitna bond hai naa voh kisi fucking behen se nahin ho sakta it was a fucking natural bond dayen…selfless and unwavering…

maa ke baad main apma se be inteha mohabbat karti hoon….arre main toh order karke aisa hakoba ka shrt pcs bhejiye aisi saree is color ki aise usmein kalabattu ke rings daalwa ke mangwati thi….

apma mujse kitna pyar karte the uski misaal nahin…miss her daily….

afsos main unke liye kuch naa kar saki naa bachon ke liye hum khud gharib the kya karte…

you can never compare to my apma dayen…sirf behen ban jane se kuch nahin hota muje toh apma chahiye aaj bhi…unse toh khoon ka aur dilka rishta tha jo kabhi khatm naa hoga

khudgharz nahin the apma begharz tha unka pyar….aur main ehsan faramosh nahin.

tuje toh kabhi like bhi nahin kiya saari zindgi….infact hated you.