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Bitter at ang Hopeless Romantic
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Ongoing, First published May 03, 2015
She is in love with love. She believe in fairy tales and love. She's a sentimental dreamer, the imaginative and the fanciful when you get to know her. She make love look like an art form with all the romantic things.
In short, she is a Hopeless Romantic

He have been misunderstood or rejected. He is prickly and negative and moody. He think that everything that goes wrong in their lives is because women are fickle and selfish. He develop a mentality where he believe all his problems are the fault of one thing.
In short, he is the Bitter one.
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Halfway to Something

11 parts Ongoing Mature

They say love is a choice. But what if the choice you made had nothing to do with love? We didn't marry because we were in love. We married because we both needed something- And each other was just... convenient. He needed a wife. I needed the money. So we signed the papers, wore the masks, and promised we wouldn't fall. But nothing about him is simple. He was the boy I loathed the most when I was twelve. Five years older, always out of reach, always one step ahead. Now, we're under the same roof, bound by the same lie. And yet, he still feels miles away. He's cold. Detached. Always in control. And I hate how effortlessly he gets under my skin. Me? I keep my thoughts sharp and my walls higher. I never let anyone see me falter. And I'm always mindful of the image I project-especially when no one's watching. And now, I'm slowly forgetting the rules we set when we said, "I do." This wasn't supposed to mean anything. But now, we're halfway into something neither of us knows how to name. And the thing about secrets? They always ask for more.