Lunga Noélia
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“I could bring the difficult childhood card but that would be a lie because I had the most decent example of a good childhood. I never lacked love, on the contrary, I think I had an excess of it because too much love made me incapable of seeing the evilness of this world. And when I did, it made me start to question all the good in this world.”
― The story is about me
― The story is about me
“They always think things could be much worse and surprisingly they found comfort in that. When I fell from the motorcycle, they said “At least you didn’t injure your head...”
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― The story is about me
“I met Jessica in her thoughts and we were both trying to understand death. I couldn’t understand the point, especially why one has to die young and they never had the chance to marry and have kids. Sometimes I wonder what the point of living is, if you know that life is going to end, it feels like studying for a test that you know doesn’t hold any marks.”
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“We went to my friend’s place to continue hanging out and I fell asleep on her couch. I was dreaming and I felt something poking me, as a writer I need to be specific and use description to take my readers to the place but I don’t want to take you guys there. I continued to feel poked on a part of my body that I saved for seventeen years. The poke later became touching, and I tried to stop it but I couldn’t. I thought it was sleep paralysis but this time the demon was human. I felt so powerless, like I was part of the marvel universe and someone had taken my power. I never told anyone about it, because they would blame it on drinking problems. I admit that I have a drinking problem, but I am pretty sure he has a ‘lack of humanity problem’. At least, alcohol does not change character.”
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― The story is about me
“I wonder why they named me Lunga since it means strong and my entire life I felt like I wasn’t strong as my name stood for. The other day I met this guy who told me that when he finally knew himself, he changed his name into something new and different. He told me that his original name represented something to his parents and not him, the name meant his parents’ story, not his. I too wanted to name myself something else, so I didn’t have to carry this responsibility of trying to be strong.”
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― The story is about me
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