Días color universo.
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Tagstristeza
Paso mi vida siguiendo filosofías absurdas, con la única finalidad de poder seguir a lo largo de la dura vida, conociendo personas porque tengo que, pero en esta travesía me he encontrado con quienes simplemente me hace desear el querer permanecer viva, en este lugar y en esta época por siempre. El futuro es incierto, y tengo aquella sensación de nuevo de que nada dura por siempre, por ello, mis mejores días se vuelven importantes en quien soy, me dan esa razón para querer seguir.
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"May I join you?" He sat down before I even said anything, I looked at him and carried on with what I was doing. "Want to hear a fun fact?" "My sister used to work at this place, she loved working here, she met the people she loved here" He said while looking around the place. "I wasn't ready you know? Like she was here and now she is just gone. Forever" I let out a sarcastic laugh Me" I know what you mean" I ordered four more tequilas, and paid for them. "Fuck life" He smiled, I pushed two tequilas his way and downed mine. Me" I have to go, it was nice meeting you sir" I pat his back and then grabbed my things. "You from England?" "The accent" I nodded Me" Well I'm from Cape Town but I moved to England when I was 6 years old with my Aunt." He also got up from his chair "Enjoy your vacation" I shrugged Me" I'm actually here for a funeral and my brother is getting married two weeks after that" He laughed "Isn't there a movie about that?" I laughed too "There is, I really have to go. It was nice meeting you" He said Me" Goodnight" He smiled "Goodnight" I laughed because Qhama really didn't recognize me and I feel stupid, because in a room full of people. He would be the only person I recognize, I guess I don't matter anymore.
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