Love, as I know it

Love, as I know it

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Life isn't always fair. And I've learnt that the hard way. I grew up headstrong believing that all men are the same. Jerks, Know-It-All's. As time went by, I tried changing my decision, thought maybe not everyone is the same. But experience speaks better than words they say. And the men I met? They were worse than just jerks! Making me think Yes. All men are the same. And there's no way in hell I'd find a man thats actually genuine. They went extinct long long ago. If you're extremely lucky, you might find one but that's it. I knew I wasn't the lucky kind. I was lucky. Once. But god decided I'm not worth that luck. I wasn't worthy of meeting a genuine guy. My luck had run out the day I lost the love of my life. Or so I thought.. until I met them. They changed my perspective on men. And gave me hope. That maybe just maybe, I have a chance of finding a genuinely good man. Them, these five guys, they're the reason I believe Good men still exist. As cheesy as it sounds, one direction gave me more than just hope of having a happy ending to my life. My name is Anika. Anika Ahmed. And this. Is my story
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lets get something clear, i hate one direction. so, why? dear lord, was i plucked from my hometown, and beautiful gym, and friends, flew half across america and dropped in a house with nine other girls and five of the most annoying stupid childish idiotic boys in the history of the earth. now when i say hate, i dont mean the normal kind of hate, i mean the, the second they start singing, i wanna reach down my throat, rip out my organs and strangle the five boys with them. yeah. that kind of hate. nobody would define me as a girly girl. no way. and if i did, maybe i should keep my organs around if you get my drift. no. i dont think im going to enjoy this particular "life changing" experience.

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