É hora de desabafar
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Última publicación jue, nov 1, 2018
Oi,vc aí,sim vc mesmo que esta lendo essa descrição,vc ta passando por um momento difícil?Por um momento em que vc acha que esta sozinho (a)?Não vc não esta sozinho(a) Deus está com vc e eu tbm ;),aqui nesse livro eu vou desabar,vou colocar coisas que acontecem comigo,com vc,com a gente,vamos desabafar,quando ninguém quiser mais te ouvir,procure deus,ele é o único que quer te ouvir,vem aqui tbm,coloca nos comentários,eu vou ver,quer falar comigo?Me chama no whats é só colocar seu número nos comentários que eu te chamo!fica com o livro agr ok?bjos
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I gave everything really gave everything. But what did come out? Accusations! Supposedly I'm the traitor. Always smile always friendly, get as many contacts as possible be like a sponge that sucks up any sadness. But in the end it didn't help. Everyone believed it and not me. Throughout my childhood, books were my friends. Since I could hold a pen, I've been painting. Since I was able to form my first words, I have been writing. That was what my passion was. But now I'm being accused because of it. Society took away everything and left me with pen and paper and now it took that also away. I was accused of being a traitor because if my beloved analyses about heroes. And I had so many people who could stand by me, who had evidence that. But in the end they turned their backs on me just to have fun watching me suffer. What if I turn the tables? You want a villain you get one. Not that it was somehow my will but I accept what I get. A trait I had to learn because I was quirkless I can't afford to say anything against it. The time we parted dear fiends is because I was a villain in your eyes now we meat when I am a villain in my eyes.
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