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Then, she began to breathe, and live, and every moment took here to place where goodbyes were hard to come by. She was in love, but not in love with someone or something, she was in love with her life. And for the first time, in a long time, everything was inspiring.
" Que llore el cielo, yo ya me cansé ".
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- Satan: Hey I bought your soul last month and-
- Me: No returns.
- Satan: Please it's making me sad.
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"que me importa que me odien, después de todo, su odio no me sirve de nada" — (via un-angel-suicida-mas)
Ponte Bonita mirate al espejo & sonrie, ponte tus audifinos y camina al son de la musica, piensa que eres la mujer mas hermosa del mundo y si alguien te mira extraño seguro estara pensando lo mismo. Los demas te veran como tu te veas asi que empieza a creer en ti y anda por la vida pisando fuerte, con la cabeza en alto y sin importar lo que digan no les des el gusto a nadie de verte derrotada.
"Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive." — Howard Thurman
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