The more you forget me, the deeper I slip.
Give this silence two more months and it’ll be like we never even met at all. That’s what we both want, right?
The thought of you wanting nothing to do with me still hurts just as much as it used to.
I promise I won’t call anymore.
I won’t even say your name when I’m drunk, alone in a bar.
It won’t be so bad, right?
We always go back to each other, right?
An actual question I have is how korean fans get the money for hd ass cameras and the seemingly endless time to get a1 quality pics of their biases is it a job are they paid how do they do it and also how are they so calm
Rei was feeling a little under the weather, so Mini bought them matching sweaters and invited him over for a Christmas-in-January party. They shared a bowl of soup, watched 80’s movies, and sipped on ginger tea. Needless to say, Rei was feeling much better.
<p>~The fire rages, not only in his hands but in his soul. It’s ripping him apart piece by piece, and it all started with him. Just one taste could set their whole world ablaze.~</p>
<p>~The demon in his soul wants him. It’s drawn to him. A moth to a flame. And it’s begging to be burned. To be scorched by the sting of his tongue. To be choked by the smoke of his kiss.~
<p>~The fire burns within them both, and it wants to see their hearts crumble to ash.~</p>