Marceline e Joseph

Marceline e Joseph

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Pense em um cara que se acha muito e só quer saber de beleza. Pensou? Bem, agora pense em uma garota que não tá tem ai pra beleza, e não é sociável. Ótimo. Agora entendera pelo menos um pouco da minha história. Sinceramente, não me considero uma boa pessoa. E me arrependo de quase tudo o que ja aconteceu comigo no passado, só não me arrependo de ter conhecido ela. A Marceline. Ela é o tipo de pessoa que eu quero ficar, mas nunca fui uma boa pessoa, e abusei do que ela sentia por mim. Sofri um acidente, e hoje estou cego. Todos os que diziam ser meus amigos, me abandonaram. E a pessoa que eu mais magoei resolveu ficar ao meu lado. Estou prestes a morrer, e não mereço o amor dela. Mas antes de eu partir, o que é algo que pode acontecer, irei contar detalhe por detalhe de tudo o que aconteceu comigo. Ou pelo menos o que é mais interessante para você saber.
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