¿Que he hecho con mi vida hasta ahora?. No tengo ningún logro que alabar, no tengo un renombre, solo me he limitado a vivir. La vida es tan aburrida para mi.

Siempre lo pierdo todo, ojala no te pierda a ti también.

¿Por que todos me odian?, no soy nada.

pero se que al de ahí, le dan menos que a mi
entonces, ¿porqué sigo así?- F. Valenzuela

"And I remember when I met him, it was so clear that he was the only one for me. We both knew it, right away. And as the years went on, things got more difficult- we were faced with more challenges.
I begged him to stay. Try to remember what we had at the beginning.
He was charismatic, magnetic, electric and everybody knew it. When he walked in every woman’s head turned, everyone stood up to talk to him. He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn’t contain himself. I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him.
And in that way I understood him and I loved him. I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.
And I still love him. I love him."-  National anthem

pero no siento nada, nada en absoluto, no tengo deseos de correr (como pense que querria), ni de llorar mas tampoco de festejar, ni siquiera de olvidar aunque menos de recordar. Tengo mi maleta lista, llena de mi, esperando golpearme y que me haga sentir algo, que me haga sentir vivo otra vez, aunque duela, porque sabemos que dolera, asi es la vida, pero si no existen los bajos tampoco habran altos.

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