Love You Unconditionally

Love You Unconditionally

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Most teenage girl's fairytales are to meet "Mr. Perfect", get married, and live  happily ever after. Some girls might want to live in royalty, or live in a mansion. Some girls just want money. So you know what I want? I just want hair. I would like to be able to participate in gym class, or go back to dance. I want to be able to pick up a box of my belongings without dropping them on the floor, and having to take a thirty minute rest because I am too weak. I just want to be a normal girl.
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I believe that each of us deserves a chance at love. And I know it sounds silly that there's someone out there for everyone but I believe in love. Now I know some say there's no such thing as true love, that it all ends in heartbreak and pain, but I think that's the beauty of it. To have something so perfect for such a short while, and then for it to disappear into nothing. It's an endless loop, never-ending, always on the move. You never know where it will take you. That's the thing about love, it's so beautiful and mysterious and magical. I believe we all deserve a chance at love because we deserve something magical. And for me, my magic started at a simple Ice Rink one cold night. Because your love is so whole, my missing pieces appear. Because your touch carries such passion, what was scarred becomes soft once more. Because you are steady and patient, my open wounds have time to seal and vanish. Perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe, this sweet addition to the man I was born to find. For with my twin soul, the only other born in the same flame as I, we are able to bathe one other in warmth and light as easily as we breather, immune and oblivious to darkness. This story has mature parts. The mature parts have an asterisk.

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