Cactus
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Romance
With a cactus comes pricks. With pricks comes pain. So know this: Cactus may be beautiful, but touch her, and you'll get hurt for sure. ~ Cactus was once a ball of sunshine. Everything in her life seemingly perfect and her smile was ever permanent as a result. Somewhere along the way of Cactus' story something happens. Something internal caused from the external. No one seemed to notice the dramatic change in Cactus because it wasn't sudden. The ball of sunshine slowly transitioned into a dark cloud, just waiting for the storm to come. No longer was her smile permanent, her clothes bright, her thoughts happy. The only one who seemed to notice her smile disappearing, her clothes darkening, her thoughts unhappy, was a boy who'd been through it long before she. People like to say that two broken people can't fix each other, but when your pieces fit closer together then the actual puzzle, something beautiful is bound to come of it. (Extended summary inside:)
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Sixteen years later of my high school life, on a rainy night, being an independent successful woman, i was still a loser in my balcony looking at the sky because i could never win what i always wanted in life, LOVE. A known stranger, full of mysteries & tradegies ends up falling in love me? You want me to believe that? I was Right! I got it! If the river thinks it's a source for the trees to live, let the me, the great tree show it how i'm the one who brings rain to keep it alive! The tree known to be cursed never knew that her marshy heart wasn't created to die, all she needed was Mr. Sunshine, to give out love like oxygen to live, only his sun rays could vanquish the dark clouds of COΒ² was her great believe! While they thought hearts were useless and hurts like hell, all they had to photosynthesize, to feel love & heal<3

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