When I was like them …
When I was like them … I could run on my heels for whole nights without feeling them. Now, after half an hour my feet ache, so I walk barefoot or wear my trainers and … I’m happy. When I was like them … I drank to forget and I felt great. Now, I cry more, I suffer and I get angry with myself and with others, but I face my difficulties between a coffee and a piece of chocolate. When I was like them … the weekend was clubbing, shoes with heels, drinks in the my hands, “crazy fun”, […]
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