"She lit a cigarette with bundles of tears racing down her cheeks, and after her lips somehow found the strength to stretch into a smile, I thougth to myself; "Sometimes, when chaos burns like wildfires around us: we have no other choice but to fall in love with the warmth."
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El Diario De Sandy
Hola, soy Sandy!
Muchos dicen que me enojo fácil, hablo mucho y cambie bastante, lo bueno? Ese "muchos&q...
