I love a girl with a sense of humor. Someone who can make me laugh and that I can get along with and talk with and who is just sweet overall, inside and out.

For you, a thousand times over." Then I turned and ran. It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything alright. It didn't make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. But I'll take it. With open arms.

Necesitaba volver a ser quien era, saber reaccionar con prestancia, fingir que las ofensas nunca la herían, pues ella era superior a todos.

أنت على خطأ في قولك أن آخرين تعافوا من الصدمة ،هم خبأوها وحسب في مكان بعيد لا يقصدونه أبدا

Written By Paulo Coelho

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