Loving That Psycho

Loving That Psycho

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A true story of a girl and guy that meet throw a messaging app called kik. The guy *Anthony* falls in love with the girl *me*. Anthony is dying on the inside very slowly from stage four lung cancer and I'm trying to live diabetes type two. The both of us are praying everyday for us and are love ones to get better. Every day I will try and post stuff in this book about how we are doing. I hope y'all will like this book and please pray for my baby *Anthony* if you believe in true love. And I will make a book for the wedding if we get to live that long. And I believe that God will. Ok guys go read and have fun. Oh sometimes I didn't update is because people were dying.
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CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

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