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São José dos Campos

I've been told I'm like a chocolate covered cherry: dark and misterious on the outside, but sweet, cute and pinkish on the inside. I've been told I'm a real beauty, meaning that I look beautiful when I'm crying, when I'm pissed off and right after waking up (which is a huge lie). I've been told I'm just like the character Emily Strange. And also like Wednesday Addams. I've been told I'm scarier than I think. Even though, some might think I'm fun to have around. I've also been told I'm their soulmate (quite a few times, it's not even funny anymore). But what I think is that I'm nothing but a writer stuck in a stupid person's body.