you are my
safe place ,
and my
biggest adventure .
COMING SOON < 3
in ten years, you won't remember my name.
i will just be a tiny puzzle of your youth, a forgotten piece, forgotten kiss, another forgotten snowflake that melted in your hands.
DISCLAIMER
all that should be written in this page is a work of fiction. all characters, places, and events are either the products of imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental.
one. writer is of age and is a struggling college student, replies could be slow sometimes but will be done eventually.
two. please do expect some sporadic responses both on direct and/or timeline.
three. timezone is gmt plus eight though writer's body clock is all messed up so what's the point.
four. this account will be marked under nsfw for occasional cussing/foul language.
five. writer prefer using english when interacting but other languages are welcomed in direct. aside from english, mun also speak bahasa and mandarin.
six. ooc will not be in brackets and literacy in conversations are mirrored (meaning i'll try my best to catch up because some of y'all are such amazing writers).
seven. direct messages that has not been answered for more than 3 days will be deleted and the mutual will be broken.
eight. expect a lot of spontaneous soft-block spree. if you do get soft-blocked, it's probably you don't talk to him enough.
RECITE
ah, it's the bastard son.
PORTRAY
ah, it's the bastard son.
and when i'm old and wrinkled sitting on a rocking chair, looking at the stars in a summer night..
..i will remember you and your tender hands, the way your lips felt on mine and the way your eyes reflected those stars.