Your voice was my diary for a dozen years
Your image could fade. Your touch is vivid. Your mass was mortal. Your love is eternal.
luvfang asked: i hv my tumblr le~
“One day by Starbucks I bumped into a guy rocking black Chucks~~~”
I wished you could be prolonged for a few more months to see me coming home with my first straight “A”s.
My name in Russian
Панг Нюк Чо >.<
I saw some funny things this CNY. It’s all between the fake and the real ones. Take a look at this and this