THE CHAOS WE ARE

THE CHAOS WE ARE

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If I'm honest; I never had the time to sit on a stool and slowly think about how I wanted my death to be. I never heard myself thinking: "I want to die on such a day; wearing such clothes and in such a way." Why think about that; as well as silly; I looked tired. More that night; as his heartbeat stopped; his pulse slowed and his face turned cold; it was unavoidable. My name is Beatriz "Bea" Becker; and this is the story of our chaos...the most fucking beautiful chaos we could cause.
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Desde el mas oscuro pensamiento a mi me gusta escribir he aqui una vida marcada ..

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