What If I.F Existed

What If I.F Existed

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I.F: imagine friend: aka Mark Sam: aka the boy with a crush Y/N ,your name: aka the reader Summary: Love hurts and yet we crave it, driving ourselves crazy. The pain of the butterfly's trying to escape your stomach when they smile enters the room. Then the pain of them leaving the stab in the heart as you see there silhouette faded into the shadows and you wonder if it was ever real in the first place. Then you wonder if he was real, if he was ever really real. *** Man that's deep but sort of true, anyway sorry if there are any spelling mistakes in this. Happy reading my friends.
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"Growing up around fairytales, Disney princesses and teen films, we are raised to believe that happy endings are always in store for us. But more often than not, reality sinks in, and the happy ending doesn't occur. Especially in high school. The main reason I liked this book so much was because it was so real. It was a love that was destined to crumble from the start, and yet, you kept pushing your luck. We've all been there. The late night texts from your crush waking you up to talk about nothing, the unexpected butterflies when you see him, the gross flaws he possess that you don't seem to notice, or the small things he does that turn you on. Most importantly, we learn that love truly is blind. We're unobservant to the world around us when our teenage love obsession is staring down at us with those big, brown, adorable eyes of theirs. And then when we wake up from this dream-like state that is a first love, we realize that he's not this perfect, older, mature man... but this boy."

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