Just. Survive. Somehow.

Just. Survive. Somehow.

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Football/Soccer
He knew she was complicated. The kind which makes you intrigued and nauseous all at the same time. She was the type of adventure he had been longing for. Life was about risks...But was it worth everything he has been building his entire life for? When two completely different worlds collide, see how beautiful difference can really be. This is not your usual love story. This is their love story. -Hi guys! Just wanted to say, this is my first story so pleaseeee be gentle with me because I have no clue what I am doing😂 feel free to give me advice or message me about what I write on this story! Much love and thank you for reading! Han ❤️⚡️❤️
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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