Oceans

Oceans

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Romance
The world is mostly made up of vast oceans, which spreads across the whole globe. And finding one girl who doesn't even love you back is certainly a tragedy, since you've found the wrong person among 7 billion people, amongst the whole lump of a planet. Demi hates Sam, Sam likes Demi, will that ever change? Sam doesn't think not. "Past is in the past", that is what other people say. Now will having a fresh new start in college and a long term ((beautiful)) girlfriend block the unwanted feelings? Apparently not, surprises will unveil as the past will come and haunt him back, a lot of drama will ensue and terrify his mind. Will he be able to survive the feelings of the past? Or will he still love the woman who he is currently dating? And how will he cope with the loss of his band? Will everything start anew or just repeat all over again? Sam Collins, start your engines. This will be one helluva goddamn ride.
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