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What Life's Truly Like
—x.
I stared at the blank screen in my hands. I wanted to write, pero hindi gumagalaw ang mga daliri ko.
I ended up throwing my phone at the edge of my bed, narinig kong nahulog 'to sa sahig, pero wala akong pake.
I pulled my hair, as I groaned in frustration. I collapsed on my bed as I closed my eyes, trying to think of inspiration.
Nothing, nada.
'So much for writing, Jihoon.'
'You worthless piece of shit.' I laughed bitterly at my own thought.
Even my conscience thinks so.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds I was raised to be used to.
Glass shattering, bottles breaking, tables turning, chaos.
Chaos from downstairs.
The sound of my only family.
Ha. Family.
"Tangina Jihoon! Bumaba ka ngang walang kwenta ka dito!"
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author's drabble
Holy shift- is this real mga bes?
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Updated! | jicheol
Short Story1 notification "Woozinc updated his story." 3:40 am - Jihoon writes to express every bang of emotion he had. He met a man named saycheol and he, unknowingly, became Jihoon's reason to keep writing. - As Seungcheol pressed read, he had no idea that...
