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The story of how I met my boyfriend.
We were 6. We used to go to Catechism together at church. One day during a Christmas party we were putting paint in bulbs and making our own Christmas Ornaments
He spilled blue paint all over me
I hate him.
Later that year we moved away
Over the summer, I went to a picnic and I volunteered
I was doing finger painting with kids
A few minutes later I felt someone spill paint all over me
I looked up and saw my boyfriend standing there ......
Finding your true love isn't always romance, it can be an accident too.

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