Esta es la historia de la persistencia de una hoja. La hoja es mi enfermo corazón guardando celosamente el cadáver de Mabel. Guardo a mi hermana de los alacranes y la entierro en mis huesos para endurecerme con palabras suyas de bondad. Alimento sus muñecas decapitadas y las pierdo en la borrascaRepta mi enfermo corazón

-Mónica Ojeda

Select a background
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image
Awesome background image

More quotes by Mónica Ojeda