My hands were heavy with my bag that carried my belongings.
My body was undeniably weak that even my beat up hands couldn't carry a drink.
At this point I just wanted to give up but for the sake of my future, I carried on.
I gave my fucking best to live when some shitty idols couldn't take care of one person.
They say that their life is hard.
They're probably laughing and having the time of the lives without me while I'm slowly dying.
My stomach was growling and I hissed every time from the pain.
I haven't eaten in so long.
YOU ARE READING
are you leaving now? ◾j.jk & bts◾
Fanfictionwhy am I here? why did I decide to be with you? i was just an extra, wasn't i? you never cared for me. or maybe I'm delusional. no, no. i'm never delusional. do you hate me? i'll just leave. don't try to stop me. will you? of course not. (of course...
