Ojos color sol

Ojos color sol

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"Siempre podremos encontrarnos donde los mundos se chocan." Fueron una de las ultimas palabras que escribí para ti. La vida se encargó de presentarnos en la niñez y fundirnos en la adolescencia, pero se equivocó al momento de hacernos sentir en instantes distintos. Nuestros mundos han colapsado, destruyéndose por completo, cada pedazo de ellos tomo un rumbo distinto... Pero olvide que en tinta y papel, selle ante el destino, que las ruinas serian el lugar pactado para el encuentro. - - - Fiorella Castaño, una chica llena de sueños rotos que intenta recomponer día tras día, vive hundiéndose en su trabajo pero se encontrará nuevamente nadando en un universo regido por unos ojos color sol, donde podrá encontrarse a si misma o perderse para siempre.
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​ I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... ​I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? ​I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5

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