Esperando el final!
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Ongoing, First published Sep 19, 2017
soy Mica una chica como cualquiera, aun que nadie me ve así, según ellos soy fría y muy poco sociable, aparte de rara, bueno yo me considero muy normal, eso creo...
 Les contaré como es que mi vida pasó de ser aburrida a muy interesante gracias a él y como prácticamente se fue a la mierda.
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