El Diario de Dalhia

El Diario de Dalhia

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es muy agotador seguir en pie, quisiera morir rápidamente, es cansado que la gente hable, es molesto el sonido de los coches, las personas hablando, es molestoso el contacto físico, ciertamente juzgando desde su propio punto de vista bastardos, es molestoso ver personas pegadas a mi solo por como soy, esas personas deberían sufrir un escarmiento?, es realmente molestoso que las personas se hagan las victimas cuando no lo son, simplemente mi vida es aburrida, sin vida en mis ojos? ja! no me importa, viviré como si estuviera muerta de todas formas... habrá alguien que le de sentido a mi vida?
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