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𝓦𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒖𝒗 ?
──── she assumed burning red at first. then bright pink. then came lifeless white. lastly blinding black.
being named ❛ dasom ❜ she expected to witness romance with every step she would take. boldest take of the century.
years later she started to curse the person who named her with the same mouth which she used to compliment the latter. how rude.
but wasn't life way more rude to her ? mean.
it was fine till the point of mean. however, when life took another route and back bitched her, it reached the point of leading a pathetic life. fuck.
if she could, she would actually grab the chance to fuck the man she adored for over fifteen years. however she could not just embrace necromania. disgusting.
