Ese “buenos días” y ese “buenas noches” no eran solo mensajes. Eran un ancla, una rutina emocional que me hacía sentir vista, cuidada, conectada.
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Ese “buenos días” y ese “buenas noches” no eran solo mensajes. Eran un ancla, una rutina emocional que me hacía sentir vista, cuidada, conectada.
Todo aquel acto de amor, debería ser valioso, nunca se sabe cuando seamos capaces de amar por última vez.
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Mi estómago y sus mil maneras de avisarme que no estamos llevando bien las emociones...
kotonoha no niwa 「言の葉の庭」 (2013) dir. makoto shinkai
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