The epitome of the carved perfection of the exalted goddess, charming in his own dashing way that made soul stunned by his gaze. An entrancing, Park Sunghoon.
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ㅤ𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖨𝖨, ───𝖳𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾, 1: 57.
ㅤSuch a mystery, reminds me of the
ㅤquestions. In my silent day, but my
ㅤhearts always scream. The agony of
ㅤlife; strikes like thunderstorms. So
ㅤlovely, but exist in a great misery?
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To my beautiful lil sist :
Happy birthday to my very favorite person on earth! Another year to you being wimme. Having you as my lil sist is a blessing that I will never take for granted. Sometimes we talk,and sometimes we don't. But that doesn't matter,