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Fix me
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In corso, pubblicata il lug 03, 2014
Hi, my name is Mandy and this is my story. Sometimes when we know something is hurting us we let it destroy us and take us down with it. Even though you know it hurts you, you don’t want it to stop being a part of your life. The same thing happens with people. Why do I always make the “wrong” choice ?  You can’t help who you fall in love with but if you want to be happy, then you have to be able to distinguish the things that I couldn’t. The mystery man that has captured and is still capturing my dreams, my thoughts and myself and the prince charming who was always there for me, thinking about me and respecting me. But what happens when you have to choose? That’s when things get complicated…
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