One of the things that I am frequently asked is what if I paint my hair. No, definitely not. This strange blue shade is completely natural. I think I got it from Mom (although hers was darker).
I also know that they want to know how I met the person I love ... It is something difficult to explain. It's not that I don't want to tell you, I'm just not ready to talk about it.
I met him when I was like 12 or 13 years old. He's older than me by about four or five years, but there is no age for love, right?
About the place ... I met him in a mental hospital. If you believed that our meeting had been all beautiful and full of happiness, then no, in reality it was the opposite.
That's all I'll say ... for now.
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FanfictionFrom the beginning, looking at you, I knew something was wrong. At first, after hearing your voice, I knew that he had fallen in love with you. At first, knowing you, I believed that we were not meant to be together. If by choosing you I can find ha...
