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Agora vocês perguntam me , porque estou eu a escrever isto ? ou porque comecei eu a ingerir drogas no meu corpo ?
Bem , posso dizer que como todos os anos este foi uma alta montanha russa , com vários altos e baixos , mas em relação aos outros ? Foi o pior deles todos , e acho que nunca me senti tão mal e desiludida comigo mesma.
Começar com aquilo ou com isto não é o mais importante , mas sim como isto e aquilo acaba , é isso que vou querer saber e vir um dia a tentar entender.
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