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Got my Galaxy S4 today!!!! I’ve been so excited about getting this phone for the past week you have no idea. I FUCKING LOVE THIS PHONE!
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Well, today was very unexpected. I woke up knowing it was a wednesday which meant early release. Nothing out of the ordinary until after third period and someone asked me out on a date to sushi. While typing this I still feel very weird. I swear to Buddha, that would have been THE least thing on earth I would have thought about before walking down the stairs to my English class. By the end of the day I told him straight up that I couldn’t see him that way and if something were to happen between us it would definitely put a strain on our other friends who we are close to since we hang out with the same people. We went to sushi as friends and there was no awkwardness or anything so I’m glad I didn’t drag it out like I usually would. I still feel really weird and just… jaijfeoialjk. Seriously. I’m a freaking hermit. I don’t understand why people would like me. x_x It still baffles me.
Happy birthday to me and baby panda Tao~! Today was an okay-ish day. It didn’t feel any different from any other day. My birthday was never really special in the first place anyways but I’m really happy for Tao since it is also his birthday~ :3 Also, happy birthday to Jinwoon (2AM) & Sungjae (BTOB)! <3 I got bored after school today after I changed and I looked nice to I started camera whoring. Gwiyomi anyone? Hehehe. ^3^
“Who are you?” Wufan asks with determine lace in his voice as he takes a step forward, fists tightening at the scene; blood splatter across the rubble grey pavement and dead bodies filing up, indistinguishable and with eyes that will never open again.
The sight is gruelling however it is as if Wufan has encounter this before; encounter all the horrendous wrong-doings and somehow, encounter the boy with jet black hair, eyes gleaming with sparks of red and his tattered white wings broken and dismantle.
“My name is Yixing and we met a thousand times if you must know.” The boy -or creature- says, smirking at Wufan’s direction.
“If we did then I would have definitely remembered you.” Wufan retorts, his shoulder shaking with a slight fear and his sweaty hands, fumbling to find his phone.
When Wufan glances up, Yixing’s eyes seems to mould into his and the latter feels eerie. It is as if the boy knew exactly who he is; every aspect and every clandestine that Wufan strained hard to enclose.
Yixing saunters up to Wufan, chuckling and showcasing his dimple that has Wufan thinking how a beautiful creature like him could commit such as sin.
“We met a thousand times before,” Yixing starts off, observing at him with eyes that holds nothing but waves of despondency, desperation and all Wufan wants to do is take away those obscure blankets of grief.
The wings spread open and Wufan realizes it is starting to grow black.
Fallen Angel.
Yixing smiles bitterly, placing his soft delicate hand on Wufan’s cheek and it tugs Wufan’s heart, “We met oh so many times Wufan but fallen angels should never be remembered and like a thousand times; I’ll say this. Forget me and run away. Run far away. You’re innocent; I’m tainted, we will never belong together so forget me, my love.”
A thousand times, Wufan thinks as he starts to get drowsy, a thousand times of broken love repeated again and again, it must hurt.
A white feather cascades onto his palm that gently turns black while a tear slips out unknowingly as Wufan falls unconscious; forgetting Yixing, forgetting ever meeting him.
Forgetting his own fallen angel.
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