Unlucky in Love
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"I'm slowly accepting that love isn't for me"
Those cute little love notes , poems and letters penned with so much love for their loved one's, those fairy tale romance in novels and movies and the stories I heard of people who found their true love.May be all these are not for me , may be they're just stories I hear and heard from everyone around me OR I'm just unlucky in love...... Only time can tell.
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