Rich boys who steals at night for their clients to find comfort in risks. ; tangled relationships & broken hearts.  

It all started when i was two. I was brought to this pretty house with flowers all over their garden. It was a beautiful sight to my small eyes. I looked up and i saw my mummy hugging another female stranger. The stranger looked at me with adoring eyes, planted a kiss on my cheek and brought me in. Mummy followed behind nudging me to ensure me that everything is fine. The stranger then brought out a little boy, a boy slightly taller then me. He had a pretty face.  He look at me inamused and

Who says boys can't be down with anorexia? Wooyoung's anorexic diary.  * Okay so this totally came up to my mind for a few weeks now so i spent at least 4 hours typing this on my phone, ipad, laptop, basically EVERYWHERE. It's going to be diary style, wooyoung centric. word count: 4250