tigerbeomie

i am counting down the days. i am measuring them out. each day that passes is another chance lost to the wind. i am hoping you will open your eyes.

i have no expectations though.

i know you won't take any of them.

it's a nice thought though, to imagine that you would care enough.

coded within my entire being is the divine calling of loving you

what is the intersection between fate and time?

a beautiful mosaic of the worst colours of all.

pain, destruction, butterflies.

pulsing under yeosang's fingers was wooyoung's faint pulse and he thinks he might cry when he remembers that one day he won't be able to be reminded that wooyoung is here and alive.

you have to take responsibility if you’re gonna run something. it’s no good if zombies pop up in your safe haven!

you never apologized.

new year, clean slate.

forgive, but never forget.

feelings say all the way killers laugh everything sucks reeling bodies suffering at the lake

not just one every single person valiantly leaped exited life rode on to death

put on your suit remember the mourning officially someone is dead please don’t everlasting memory running is banned

wooyoung brackets yeosang in their comically oversized bed for the week. the sun peeks through their window, everything is calm and bright. yeosang is mumbling how they should get up and explore the sights, but wooyoung just asks for 5 more minutes with yeosang in his arms.