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Love Actually
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Continúa, Has publicado ago 02, 2012
Never say goodbye if you still want to try,never give up if you think you can still go on, don’t ever say you don’t love a person any more if you can’t let it go, try to believe in love again.....I loved and not been loved back before, but this time it's different this time it hurts deep this time I don't know what to do to make it stop. Knowing what's in my heart and knowing that I will never be able to show it is heartbreaking for me. I've never known love, he/she always knows me......and by this, much time has passed that I've never fallen but always been had! It's called LOVE ACTUALLY!

☆Won't stop til we surrender☆
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I wasn't always like this. I used to be happy. I used to be the popular girl and I used to smile. But I was an entirely different person now. Life had done that to me. Every thing all happened at once. After the death of my father my life had been flipped upside down. Troy had used me and done something to me that I could never ever forget. He ruined me. I had no clue what was to happen next in my life. I had experienced love, heartbreak and death all at once. Why are all of these people so protective of me? Am I next to die after my father? Why am I always so paranoid? No one knows how my father died, or at least I don't. I know they're all hiding it from me...I just know it. I'm trying to get over it but I can't. Mother won't either. Every time I try to tell her to move on she tells me "You'll never understand love Annie." That's right, cause I won't. It's a bunch of bullshit...love is for idiots. Harry and Niall protect me like they're my bodyguards. I don't need 24 hour protection. I'm not a criminal, nor am I to be hunted down. Or so I think. I can't erase my past, and the horrible things that were done to me and forced upon me. I even keep my story a secret. I'd rather have everyone think that what they knew was the truth, than for them to know what the real truth was; simply because I didn't want it to be brought up again. I find it hard to believe that there's some light out there coming my way. And then there he came. The light of my life. I just have to try and keep him alive with me.