Aurora, la miserable.
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Soy una pesimista sin remedio, aunque creo profundamente que el amor existe, pero no que dura para siempre.
Me gusta el arte, mucho. Siento que sin ella el mundo no es nada más que una pelota gigante girando alrededor del sol, sin gracia. El arte es el alimento de nuestras pequeñas y miserables almas.
Yendo al punto, me llamo Aurora, soy una adolescente de 17 años que no puede evitar pensar y opinar respecto a los pensamientos y opiniones de los demás. Tampoco puedo dejar de hablar, las palabras se me escapan hasta por los codos.
Siento que algunas personas no son lo suficientemente buenas para este mundo, incluyéndome, pero trato de cambiar eso.
También soy una inconformada con mi vida, siento que estoy hecha para algo más, no solo para ir al colegio y vivir en este pequeño pueblo.
Si te interesa leer más de mi historia, por favor, adelante.
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