He knew that something was off the moment they met in the campus library. Her eyes met his while smiling at her, trying to fool her like he did with everybody else, but she knew...They were similar. He wanted to know more about her...Just how dangerous she can be? Maybe because... Everyone thinks that she is crazy, but she is not. She is a normal girl that only change when it rains. ______

Just how do you help yourself to move on?    

Trichotillomania really sickening me~

You used to be thirsty for me, but now you wanna be set free. This is the web, the web that you weave; so baby now rest in peace.  

Jinyoung can still see him, feel him and hear his voice. He has no right. Sandeul doesn't know. He'll never tell him. He has no right. None.  

This fic is just me rambling. Its just some random ideas. Hopefully you can be inspired. Just for your information this is a drabble.

Love is such a sweet torture that most people can't live without, but if this love becomes to hinderous and is seen as obsessive to the sane, then what will happen to the insane? Basically these are short stories of the insane, mentally ill, psychos, or whatever you want to call them, and how they love and deal with losing their obsession-I mean lover. (this is still in progress ^^ more stories to come soon! : D enjoy!)