Hopeless Romantic
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Concluida sáb, ene 4, 2025
I was once failed to be protected, once who grew up in a tough world believing that love is just an illusion. Love will never be the same as the books had mentioned, love will never be as romantic as it sounds. Loved failed me so many times that I myself couldn't bring to love another. But finding him brought me hope, can I finaly found a love that as sweet as the poetry, as pleasing as an art in a gallery, or as beautiful to hear like a music. Could I finally have a chance to have the love that I deserve?
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