Why must it be so hard for someone to treat me like the other people I see walking around having fun, I stay up thinking about the small things that were fun to me. But I never thought about anyone special, only because there is no one special for me. To go splashing water in each other faces in an old stream down the road, or bake and play in flour, like the Hallmark shows. I stay up watching hoping one day that would be me. And I try to stay positive saying one day I will find someone who will fulfill those dreams, and turn them into a reality. But for now there's no one.
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RomanceA group of girls who all find out there true love is a fake, and has many personas with other women. Who all come together and confront him.
