I wish dying is easy. That there would be no pain as darkness swallow me into the unknown. And oh, I wish it's not too dark. I'm scared of the dark, it suffocates me. I might die again.
Lastly, I wish they have my favorite food there.
BINABASA MO ANG
Chased
Non-FictionWelcome, stranger. Let my monsters and I serve you with some slices of our insignificantly dramatic story since 2021.
