The Hopeless Romantic
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I was always looked for "the one" in every guy I met. As draining as it meant, I struggled to realize what really was important to me. After looking back at my last experience, I wondered what I really wanted in my life. Was I really ready for a relationship with another person? Or was I looking for love in myself? Find out in this story... The Hopeless Romantic.
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