❝ wreaking havoc and living lavish. ❞

❝the uprising has begun.❞

i don't love you.

salad days are gone [2016-2017]

you are in everything maybe thats why i love you

❝it felt like love.❞

Jimin dies and leaves a series of letters to his lover♡

love travels in many paths. a jeongguk fic. © ULZZANGS.

tinc•ture \ˈtiŋ(k)-chər\ : a substance that colors, dyes, or stains

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17