No mirrors in her room
Martha hates herself
No love today
Martha won't sleep with me.
I'm Jee
her fairy
too boy too male
she doesn't
she won't
she'll like red nails
red lips
my heart
my dress
white teeth
it's not
not enouhgt
La literatura inventa y construye planos de la realidad dónde podemos experimentar y vivir sobre terreno desconocido una vida propia. ¡Valientes los que escriben!
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