Bipolar for Him; A Joseph SoMo Fanfic (ON HOLD)
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Ongoing, First published Oct 03, 2013
"One day you're bouncing off the walls happy and we're like the perfect couple and the next.. you're crying yourself to sleep, even though I haven't done anything to you," he coos at me, "I worry about you, but it's hard when you're so bipolar."

"Oh, you have no idea.." I tell him.

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            Joseph Somo is one talented and let's just say good looking singer. Music is his number one love. He is definitely used to seeing beautiful girls, but one turned his whole world upside down.

           Erika Mae is an up and coming photographer. She knows what beauty is; it's her job to capture it, but sometimes her troubling past haunts her. Her passions usually take a back seat to her past.

         When both of them have great opportunities that might change their careers forever, they meet. Both of them trying to find their way through their career end up having their paths crossed. Unintentionally, they fall in love. After finding out who the other really is, will love be enough when the two try to pursue both of their dreams? Will they try to forget the past and be able to move on to the future together?
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