En pleno desconcierto, se lamenta por haberse cruzado con el amor porque ahora no sabe como continuar viviendo. Cada dia se convence de que manana todo sera mejor, que el tiempo lo cura todo, pero al dia siguente se hunde todavia mas.

-Guillaume Musso

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