Guys, I got another haircut. Someone needs to stamp a huge STOP on my forehead. And I don't even want to talk about EXO's new music videos. I think I'm dead but my brain just doesn't want to admit it.
Of rainy days, cloudy skies, fiction, Korean music, pretty boys, agoraphobia, thoughts on paper, and the scent of rain on dry earth.
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