Live , Love And Learn

Live , Love And Learn

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"What's the point in living if all I do is fail?" -Jasmine "If you give up now , then you'll never know what good things the future has planned for you" -Xavier 17-year-old Jasmine Nolan would have grown up to be an Ambitious , beautiful young women if it wasn't for her nonexistent mother and abusive father. The endless taunting and name calling at high school didn't help the situation at all. With all this chaos and miss fortune, Jasmines life spirals out of controlm. With no friends , no true family to comfort her and tell her that everything will be ok, Jasmine decides to run away. The mean streets don't treat her well and cause her depression to increase rapidly She attempts the worst Suicide Can Xavier colton save her? The two find themselves falling into a deep, crazy kind of love. Together they live love and learn.
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