Gosslien Gang

I think pEoplE shoulD make fanfics about jon and kate plus eight. Almost every club on Fanpop have stories AND it makes me want to kill ANYONE 'cause it's kinda....not fair, so PPPPPPPPPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLLLLZZZZZZ make stories, anda lazy asses!!!!!!!!











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Dear Jon and Kate:
I have been watching your tunjuk since it began, every monday there I would sit in front of the tv, I Never missed a week!! All my family knows what a peminat I am, and whenever they would see anda would be on another tunjuk they would call and let me know so I would not miss it.. Anyway I have been thinking for the past bulan that something felt different between the two of you, I could feel it, I knew something was wrong. Now I find out anda are separating, WHAT are anda both thinking??? anda surely aren't thinking of the kids!!! Is this what anda want for them, divorced parents!!! Kate anda have changed so much, like anda are so stuck on yourself. anda need to come back down to earth.. Well like anda say, it is YOUR life, I just needed to vent and let anda both know the kids deserve better than this... Diana Nagle

go to gosselin ten to learn about there new book 8 little faces a mothers jurney i orderd it off amazon i cant wait 4 the book to come out its gonna be the best
i read multipule bleesings in 2 hours i loved it it was funny sad hati, tengah-tengah warming. ok so so on mondays new jandk+8 they r going to a hospitaal to give xmas gifts its going to be great
go be a peminat of my page i share this with a gay person so it might say gay stuff because its the other person not me im straight
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