Diário do Biel

Diário do Biel

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Oi, eu sou o Biel, mas poderia me chamar Sr. Trouxa. Confiei em um garoto lindo e me dei mal. Precisei mudar de cidade por conta da humilhação que passei, sacrificando o vôlei, meu esporte favorito. Em meu diário escrevo absolutamente tudo que gostaria de contar a alguém, e quando conheci o Lucas, um garoto hétero e perfeitamente bonito, meu diário passou a ser usado com mais frequência. Mudar de cidade foi uma estratégia que pensei ser eficaz para fugir da homofobia, mas após meus primeiros dias no colégio União, tive certeza que mais uma vez fui trouxa. Sério, acho que realmente mudarei meu nome.
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