minha historia...

minha historia...

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aqui vão acontecer varias coisas que vou contar sobre minha vida....não todas as coisas mais coisas que vocês vão querer saber que nunca contei pra ninguém......coisas que são profundas que vejo e fico calada no meu canto e guardo para min mesma....mas isso me deixa triste e a tristeza vai crescendo cada vez que vou guardando mais coisa em meu coração e não vou contando a uma pessoa de confia que fale do tipo....... - que nojo- ou- você e uma idiota,uma verdadeira imbecil. sim nem todas as pessoas que estão com aquele sorriso e a energia de sempre, não podem sentir tristeza ou depressão.... bom então vamos la a minha historia.
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