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Setenta Veces Siete

LETTURE 30
Voti 2
Parti 2
Tempo 6m

LETTURE 30
Voti 2
Parti 2
Tempo 6m

Setenta veces siete es sinónimo de siempre, es una totalidad. Un infinito.
Perdonar siempre, amar siempre y totalmente.

Amor... que tema tan complejo.
¿Cómo es que algo tan "simple" puede hacerte sentir en las  nubes? Es como si, incluso, el corazón latiera más rápido de lo usual. O los días se tornasen de color de rosa de solo recordar la existencia del ser amado.

Y si, amar a veces duele. Pero... recordemos que el corazón es un músculo. Y todo músculo bien ejercitado duele luego del ejercicio. 

Dicen que el ser humano tiene razonamiento desde el día en que nace, hasta el día en que se enamora.  Es entonces, cuando el corazón gana su batalla en contra del cerebro. 

¿Realmente ese será el destino de todo ser humano? ¿Pensar con el corazón?
 o mejor dicho... actuar con el corazón.Tutti i diritti riservati

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Bliss. Delight. Contentment. Euphoria. Elation. Joy. Glee. Felicity. Jubilation. These are all words synonymous to the word happiness. But what is true happiness? Happiness is that feeling of butterflies fluttering around in your chest, trying to break out. Happiness is that invisible fluid rushing in your veins, making you shiver in the most wonderful way. Happiness is the force that pulls your cheeks up into the widest smile and makes your eyes twinkle. Happiness makes you light-headed and giddy, it is in fact like alcohol. Well then, I am utterly and completely drunk. When you're happy, everything feels amazing. Even small insignificant things like getting up in the morning. The golden hue of sunlight streaming in through the curtains feels like a soft caress from the hand of a lover. The birds seem to chirp sweetly outside, a melody to which the leaves sway as if mesmerised by their music. The curtains tango with the wind beautifully. Every little thing seems perfect. And that's a word I'd use to describe my life. Perfect. To give you a little introduction about me, let me start by explaining the most important aspects of my life. I have a loving family. There's my sarcastic, yet surprisingly sweet brother, my beautiful mother (both in looks and spirit) and my stern, yet humorous father. I have the best best friend, Charlotte and I have an amazing boyfriend, Theo. I'm quite beautiful and popular too which I'm not saying to brag, I'm just stating the truth. So that is my life. The life of Tia-Jade Garcia. *** What she didn't know was that every high has a low and that the higher you rise, the lower you fall and the more painful that fall is. Follow her story as she loses everybody she ever cared for and thereby her happiness. See her fight all of her demons by herself. Watch her fall in love...with herself because the only person's love you'll always need is yours. This is her self-love story.