. . . dont give up on me . . .(watty awards)

. . . dont give up on me . . .(watty awards)

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wait scratch that this is far from your average love story, or fantasy. oh no im going to have you on your seats begging for me to continue, im taking you to a far away place, away from school away from life away from drama, away from the lies, away from fears. So i can replace them with new ones. a magical place were you can love or hate, mate or date, im taking you past the Caribbean seas on a uncharted island were you can only dream, wont come true, in the beging sure you'll take it as a love story and in a way it is but with a twist so welcome to morphonewaka island are you ready for this ride?
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I meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from. I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with. But there are all the witty comebacks, the unplanned meetings at the bar, the rides on his motorcycle, all the laughs we share before the morning ... It does something to both of us. It changes us to the extent where we suddenly can't live without all of this. He is not a good guy. He's as bad as it gets. But he's perfect for me. I want to believe our story is a modern fairy tale with a more realistic ending. You won't get the princess-prince bullshit from me. You'll get it how it is with no sugar-coating. I was no princess and he was no prince, yet we still had something beautiful going on. For a while, at least.

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