i looked at myself as his favourite colour, the colour that completed the painting he called his life. but, it seems, i was no longer his favourite anymore. [slow updates] - all rights reserved. taedddybear 2017

he was drowning, he reached out for her, but she just stood there, watching him sink. ©preciousyoongi2016 //-lower case intended-// //-chapters are very, very, very short-// majorly inspired by @sushitae-