Somethings just can't be explained or defined. She was like the moon- part of her was always hidden away. And like the moon, she side of her so dark. That even the stars couldn't shine on it; she had a side of her so cold, that even the stars couldn't burn on it.
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She was a stressed, depressed, suicidal girl.
He was famous.
She basically lived in a mental asylum.
He basically lived on the road.
She always felt alone.
He promised her love.