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You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts too much when it ends. The first boy is always the hardest to get over, Haven. It's just the way the world works.

Sarah Dessen

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Sarah Dessen
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: June 6
Novelist
Writer
Evanston
Illinois
Much
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Way
Boys
Always
Hurt
Hurts
Love
Anyone
Hardest
World
Ends
Lifetime
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Car
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Havens
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Haven

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