I feel hurt. It's nobody's fault but mine. It's a pain that's been there for long, but every once in a while, it comes back.

It might be something I see, something I hear, something I read (like this time).

All I know and care about now is this: it hurts too much.


Florence dijo…
What's the matter, darling?
Martín dijo…
Florence: don't worry, sweetie. Thanks for asking. All is well.
Ama-gi dijo…
Women...can´t live with´em, can´t live without'em
Martín dijo…
Ama-gi: pocas cosas son tan ciertas como esa.

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