Blasnique Stories

pure imaginary one shots, dedicated to iv of spades. kathang isip lang ang lahat ng 'to, hehe.

"you have to wake up." "let go of the past." "the red door was a lie." "who is the main culprit?" a story in which, a man is trap...

- aking sinta, ikaw na ang tahanan at mundo -

de s t r u c t i v e.

He didn't know that his bad colds includes coughing up flower petals.

Things doesn't seem to go the way it was planned when an infatuated boy hopes on a dead-end heartbreak. ° epistolary © truphy 2018