fix her.

care

it doesn't help, the fact that jungkook remains to put on a smile even after we went through so much.

maybe it was just a facade.

i wasn't good at putting on a facade.

all the girls in school mocked me.

"you're too fat!"

"aren't you that pathetic daughter of the man that killed himself?"

"you should join your dad in hell! he's as stupid as you!"

i wish i could be skinnier.

i wish i was there for my dad that night.

i wish i could join my dad too.