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Just shy of 15 years ago I was going through a Goth phase. I was wearing a black skirt, combat boots, black make-up, and had my black hair tied back with a ten foot piece of black lace. She was staying at a friends house after having run away from home. I walked in and our eyes just sort of locked.
She thought I was gay for several weeks. I figured she was dating the friend that she was staying with. Eventually, I found at that she wasn't.
We've been married for five years now and have a three year old daughter.
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