So 1999 ~m.yg

So 1999 ~m.yg

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Most times love gives you a soft peck on the cheek and hands you down to your soul-mate. Sometimes love give you a rough push as you start loving then hating your soul-mate. Love even tries to protect you from your soul-mate for as long as possible. But rarely does it ever make a U turn from deep hatred to deep love...not in this way at least.
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