Quebrada

Quebrada

Sadlyne_girl
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Não...Eu não Estou morta como na maioria das histórias... Não tive coragem suficiente pra me Matar Não passavam de cortes... Quando era pequena,Nada mudava, Não Sentia Alegria, Não senti tristeza Quando meu gato morreu Não sentia dor... Quando me cortava Não tenho um passado lá muito bom... Tenho coisas que me arrependo de ter feito Escolhas que nunca queria ter feito Posso dizer que...Me arrependo de até alguns atos meus Algumas medidas que tive que tomar... posso considerar extremas Nem sempre fui assim... Também sorria, Brincava... Mas aquilo não era eu... Minhas lembranças são falhas...mas lembro que senti algo uma vez Acho que vi um sorriso... Não era falso,Nem teatro... Só não sei se ele era meu Meu nome é Catherina Cllay Tenho 17 anos Viciada em drogas e antidepressivos Desiludida, Machucada,Vazia Essa é minha verdadeira história
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Addict In Black ✔

USER SERIES 1 Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye. AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend. Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things. And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center. He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past. Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live. It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other. - I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse. I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it. And I was a month from 17 when I got sober. - "Fuck you." I snap. "You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by." - "I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle. "You."

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