Sangran mis muñecas
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MatureComplete Wed, Nov 21, 2018<5 mins
La vida de Mónica va de mal en peor ...
Se preguntaran q le pasara sencillo ,solo esta cansada de si misma
esta cansada de que le fallen de que la ignoren ,de que la vean como la peor ...su padre sin importar la lleva a psiquiatría por sus cortadas en sus muñecas .
Que le pasara a la nena despues q la remita a el psiquiatria ?
Todas las noches se pregunta eso
en este momento está jodida su salud.
su primera cortada fue a los diez años y después fue transcurriendo todos los dias cada problema ella solo lo solucionaba con hojillas ,llega un momento en el que mónica se pone a pensar y se dice mirándose a un espejo en voz alta :
"Soy un asco me aborrezco lo unico q me encanta de esto son estas malditas cortadas"
pero su mente dice otra cosa ...
"eres una imbécil al haberlas hecho " ...
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