do you remember that time when I got home from work and I found you singing in the living room? it was very funny, especially since you were in just your underwear and you were using your hairbrush as a microphone. I remembered thinking "why am I in love with such a dork?" the answer was that you were my dork. everyday after that, you'd find your hairbrush and convince me to use my own so we could have a sing off. you always won because you were the best singer out of the both of us. I was going to buy you an expensive microphone for your birthday so you could stop using your hairbrush but I highly doubt that you'd accept a gift from me. please don't forget about me.
C.S.
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caraphernelia | joshua hong [✓]
Fanfictioncaraphernelia : A broken-heart disease whenever someone leaves you but leaves all their things behind. "what's so good about picking up the pieces?" - in which he left and she had to suffer through the memories.