It's The Little Things. (completed)
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Life is built on emotions, challanges, complications, rejections and love. You cannot hangon on a situation and let it effect your life, You cannot force yourself out of it either. the best you can do is learn from it, if only you don't forget it.
'forgive but don't forget' should me your moto of life.
every single person has a story, every single person has skeletons in the closet that seems to get outin the worst siuation.
Kathrien 'Kat' has always had it hard, wishing for a change she does something spontanious and ends up in a sweet mess that she will cherish for life.
every bad move can lead to something so sweet and cherish worthy was never expexted.
wanna find out what that is? read it.
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