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Loving Mr Right, Wrong and Wrongest
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Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2019
Everyone has a love story to tell.
However I have three.
I've loved, I've been loved, I have hurt, I've been hurt and I've broken , I've been broken.
Love is a cycle. It comes and goes and it goes on.
There is always a time When you meet Mr right, Mr wrong and then a guy Mr Wrongest. For a second you stop and realise, " Wait what am I doing with my life, I left the best guy in search of better and now Iam left with choices I can barely call good."
This is my story. 
The story of love, regrets and choices.
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