Enamorada Del Chico Marroquí~

Enamorada Del Chico Marroquí~

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Una vida cotidiana ,no dire lo tipico,no,mi vida no lo era. Ya saben amigos, salidas, colegio,tarados,si es que no queria llamarles otra cosa,musica,pero si lectora la mayoría del tiempo, un día un mensaje me hizo sonreír y no del simple hecho de sonreír sino de esa sensación cuando sientes que tu corazón se derrite... como una mantequilla y pensar que el que producia esto en mi estaba tan lejos y tan cerca...
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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