HeartBreak Warfare
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"When you fall in love, it changes you, it makes you feel different. Not for the worse nor for the better, it just throws you off. Most of us don't get to live our life from how we want to live it. Boundaries are made, rules surrounding our every move, just strangling us from where we stand. " That's what I felt for a very long time and each day I'm struggling to make it better, make my life better.
It all broke apart when I lost the love of my life, Cass, and everyday I blame myself for it. She didn't deserve it, I did. All the bullshit roots back to me. I should've been the one to die, but I wasn't, here I still stand barely surviving through everyday. The bullshit life of Harry Styles, and I'm your lead character.
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Okay the description might not be much, but thats where the story begins to unfold. I depend on your guys curiosity, dont you want to know more? I certainly would. But no hard feelings I'll be happy if you'd even read this. Enjoy!
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