Mad Hatter never existed. But....He did exist. You see, the account xXSinOfHeartsXx, belonged to two people: Alex and his little brother Simon. Alex was the one who wrote the poems.
But it was Simon who answered the messages. It was Simon I knew, Simon I loved. Simon who meant the world to me. I just....never knew his real name until now. I always thought he was Alex. I called him Mad Hatter, talked to him daily, loved him heart and soul. He was everything to me.
And...Mad Hatter was only a friend to me so don't give me that look!!!!
He had one of the roughest love lives I had ever seen, so I didn't feel like adding to it at all.
Mad Hatter had been offline for a long time. He only went back on today and I read in his journal the truth--and also a way to find him on a different site.
I made an account on that site. Found him.
I love you Mad Hatter!!!!!
What hides behind the perfect image? Behind the nerdy, smart, beautiful, strange girl you all know and love? You're about to find out....If you're ready for it, that is. Behind the diamond curtain lies secrets, confessions, poems, and stories. Welcome to the Asylum for Wayward Creative Me.
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