TAEHYUNG sits on his counter top in just a t-shirt and boxers, carefully holding a razor blade. he gulps before hesitantly sliding it across on his thigh, leaving many cuts in rows. he continues the process with a blank face, apathy controlling his emotions and broken memories controlling his actions. blood starts dripping down his thighs and onto the bathroom's tile and that's when he looses it. he breaks down into tears as he grabs his head harshly, pulling his hair like he's trying to rip out his scalp.
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FLOWERS.
Fanfictionbruises are just sprouted flowers, so delicate and soft as it grows on ones sleeve. for;; taegguk ©️NEPJOONS
