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Fairytales, happy endings, and the like. Everybody has that special attachment in these things. Bomi loved zombies more. But, its the common truth, of having the fantasy of true love and finding the one. Now, she ridiculed herself for being deeply in love. Because it . It to find out how real her life is.
Strange words, less strange stories.
The unbecoming of youth only blooms for a little while, but people often take it for granted. Still, it's never too late for there's more room to grow, more time to mature, more paths to live recklessly - even to fall in and out of love. After all, this will be days where every little thing matters - how a careless word would linger, how a look, a glance over the shoulder would feel everlasting, and how a genuine smile
If one thing was certain in her life, it would be that guy who's a constant in her daily problems. Blue coffee depicts the melancholy and heartbreak of Park Chorong.
She was living in a paper plane that relies on the direction of the breeze. She goes to where it takes her, she flies even when feeling blue. The other she neither speak nor look. Is she mute, terribly frightened or just plainly han