Textos de uma menina desocupada

Textos de uma menina desocupada

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Ando sempre extremamente ocupada, com várias coisas pra fazer, porém eu sempre termino aqui... Tantas coisas importantes pra fazer mas minha imaginação não deixa eu largar o teclado, não deixa eu largar o mundo que tem dentro da minha mente. Um mundo de sentimentos oscilando diariamente, a cada pulsação que meu coração faz, um sentimento diferente surge, uma emoção aparece e faz ideias incríveis surgirem na minha cabeça. Cada capitulo diferente do outro; Cada capitulo com um sentimentos diferente; Contos diferentes; Textos diferentes; Sinta o que eu sinto, imagine o que eu vejo, entre na minha mente e veja cada pedacinho dela, - meus pensamentos mais loucos e profundo - leia o que eu vivo!
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UNEDITED Selenia woke up to the sunrise beaming on her face, she was wrapped in a cocoon of warmth while she watched the dust particles float through the sunlight. Her brows furrowed as she remember the previous night. She wasn't sure how she felt being in his arms, needing to seek his comfort to feel safe. She always hated men, hated how they thought they were entitled to everything, including women's bodies. She hated how they thought they were superior to women, stronger than women. Yet here she was, wrapped in a man's arm because she wasn't strong enough to deal with her problems on her own. She was weak. Selenia failed to realize the man behind her woke a few minutes prior. Elio could practically hear to cogs turning in her head, and knowing her it was something negative. "It's okay to need help sometimes. We all need someone" he whispered in her ear. His breath caused her to shiver. 'He was right, wasn't he? You can't live your life on your own. But, that's not how she was raised, she was raised better than that. She needed no one.' she thought to herself. TRIGGERING CONTENT: see first chapter for more specifics. #1 - Dominant (6/11/2023) #1- Sadist (8/5/2022) #5 - Gunplay (3/16/2023) #2 - Sociopath (5/26/2023) #2 - Knifeplay (7/16/2023)

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