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Making The Same Mistakes(A Harry Styles love story)
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Ongoing, First published Oct 21, 2012
I forgive him. I forgive me. When do I start to feel again? We fight we broke up. We kiss we make up. He took me to the edge then hit the breaks. So people say it's so wrong, but even when we fight he turns me on. We make up and we break up all the time. 
 Then Harry comes in. Can he help me get through the pain of all the break ups and the heart ache and not knowing where to go next? Or will he just make it worse? Can he handle my broken heart and actually fix it? I guess I'll have to find out if I'm finally doing something right or if I'm making all the same mistakes.
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