Being in a Mental Hospital doesn't just help you
So in November I went to a metal hospital because of depression, I met a guy there. He wasn't like anyone else I had ever met. He wore makeup and slept all day. The memory makes me laugh from whenever I walked by his rock I would knock on his door and if he was awake he would randomly say something. But exactly a week ago I reconnected with him, he had just gotten out of the hosoital. He was there for two months when I was only there for two weeks. It was my birthday the day he messaged me back on facebook. I felt really dizzy and didn't know what to say, just a few days ago he told me he liked me and asked me out. Although he's about 3 years older than me, I took it, I couldn't help but say yes. I had planned to say no, but just that last second I was going to answer, something came over me and I said yes.
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