chanbaeol
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• h i a t u s •
Sometimes, it's really hard dwelling on the past when they were once so precious and beautiful. All of it seemed like a dream, slowly merging into a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. But it happened.
And I remembered.
That was the art of life.
| AU ; short first person narrative |