MY BEST ADDICTION
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MaduroConcluída qua, ago 20, 20255h 18m
I always thought addictions were overrated until I met him. He who came like a storm and turned my already wavy life into a tsunami. Everything about him was as dark and bright as the night sky full of stars and as bittersweet as a wine. Despite the warnings and flashes that came with him, I found myself craving more and more of him until we became one. Addictions come in many forms and ways, but he was mine, and I was his. We didn't mind sinking into the abyss so far as we sunk together.
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