Yesterday I asked Francois what his favourite color was and he answered me that he already had hold me and that I had been laughing at him about it. It was Yellow. It's true, all my life I've been hating yellow things. Maybe because my mother told be at early age that I definately didn't look good in yellow. But when Francois told me a second time that he liked the color yellow I started to look trough my pictures and I think I have changed my mind on the subject. Yellow can be beautiful. So à partir de maintenant I'm starting my yellow period.
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