fun. I realized that small surprises are still a lot of fun. It made
me remember that a bit of the so called good times, can make you have
faith again in other people. Not everything is as it seems, and a
little bit of pain can bring the joy of new skin growth over those old
scars. You are not as bad as others think and you are not that ugly
person that you sometimes thought you were... Cogito ergo sum, cuando
deje de pensar seré como el resto...
And I admire those that challenge me to keep reading and get
better...like my family and some friends...
Nonetheless you still rock them, like war scars.
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