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Things happen for a reason, all you have to do is go with what

Things happen for a reason, all you have to do is go with what you think is right!
So don't let something get you down!
Just carry on, Forgiving and forgetting.

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AimeeGrace

posted November 20, 2013 at 3:35pm UTC tagged with advice, quote, blah, cold, ill, sniff

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