Estás roto.
Muy roto.
Y lo lamento,
pero no se trata de eso, si no de
lo qué haces con eso.
Porque eh visto
quienes lo han vuelto
música, poesía o literatura.
Y déjame decirte, que las mejores
cosas se hacen con el alma
hecha trocitos.
Así que no te despidas de la vida.
Toma todo tu dolor y… conviértelo en arte.
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Etc. Etc. Etc….
“¿irónico? irónico es que la persona que escribió “Gracias a la vida” se haya suicidado”
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diariodeunaenfermacronica
travelwithjulie
Travel not to find yourself, but to remember who you’ve been all along.
