
'Love is a fickle being. It can bring about the most changes in a person throughout their life. Love can either build someone up and bring out the best of their abilities or it can destroy someone with just a small flick of its fingers. I remember the time when I once thought love was in the psalm of my hands. I believed that everything would be alright and that maybe that reclusive happily ever after would be mine to experience. Looking back, I cannot help but realize I was a naive fool and nothing was as it seemed. Maybe I should have realized there isn't such a thing as happily ever after and that love was just the greatest synonym for deceit.'Tous Droits Réservés
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