Una lista de mis poemas, escribirlos sería el tema, la improvisación en mi fluye, ya que como energía no se crea ni se destruye.

Es una saga que te hará entender como funciona de verdad el amor...

The world as humanity knew it was gone. In its place was a radioactive wasteland, scorched by nuclear furnaces. The third millenium passed unmarked and uncelebrated by those in the safezones. The rich took to the oceans, and to the skies, leaving everyone else behind. Stranded in the isolated "safe zones", with no knowledge of the worlds above their heads. Igor Jonovich changed everything. Nanotechnology, long thought to be impossible, flourished under his genius. Even as the walls of their radioactive cage closed in, humanity pushed back, harnessing Jonovich's creations to explore the radioactive wastelands. To challenge the twisted creatures that lurked in the ashes of their former glory. Humanity thought they, at least, knew this scarred earth. It turns out even that was a lie. Yesterday Jared found a message hidden within Professor Jonovich's greatest work that changed everything.

acrophilia. noun. (uncountable) a love of heights. "For your information, some people actually enjoy heights and are not suicidal. I was just appreciating the view, enjoying the wind. I was actually enjoying life until you ruined the moment," he spits, carrying so much resentment that Jaebeom actually feels sorry. "I... I'm sorry. You just... looked like you wanted to jump." "You should've thought better before ruining my perfect moment and throwing me to the ground, which by the way, hurts like hell. Ass." (...) When Jaebeom's life is going down, he meets a strange boy who turns his world upside down. /crossposting on AO3/