Not a Love Story
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You may think that all love stories have a happy finish. Well this "love story" that some people call it, is not a love story. I hate when they say it is but i don't say anything. I know what some of you may think, "then why don't you tell them that it is not a love story." Well i don't want to crush their dream that they thought it was. Some of you may call me a fake bitch but i don't care.All I need to say is that this is not a "love story" but a "horror story".
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