Maybe I’ve been taking this love too far. I’ve taking it so serious, so sincere. Is it true that if you really love someone, you’re willing to risk everything just to keep him happy? Just to let him stay? Or it’s just a stupid concept of people who believes more in morality and fantasy instead of reality? Since I met this guy, my whole life changed. I don’t even know what he did to me to be like this. I don’t even know when did I start having this haircut, having these blushing cheeks, wear red lipstick and wearing so deceiving yet, comfortable clothes or dress. And yeah, I don’t wear mascara and eyeliner. I do I have to? It’ll be ruined anyway. Hi, I’m Ariana Santiago, A.K.A The bij.
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