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With an dark past, Eunseol has been into a lot of things to reach a dream of becoming a famous idol someday. Through the way she has lost her path and ended up somewhere she wished she never had found.

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I was able to record this a while ago, i miss singing so much, i’m thinking about going back to sing at the Han River to the couples that goes there, it used to be my favorite thing to do. You should appear there sometime! xoxo !!!~

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Heo Eun Wol - 허 은월 - Hidden Moon

Seventeen and on the verge of everything, Eunwol is a girl of exceptional talent and conscience. Her dreams will one day lead her to the moon, but there is so much in between her and them. Guide her, lead her astray, or don’t do either and become a spark in her life in a completely different way. Regardless, of what you choose, her world will keep turning, but how amazing would it be if you could seem to make it stop?

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[baeesl]

" i think those shoes are ... Supa kyeopta!!"

“Oh.. They’re not even new though…” She said while putting her guitar’s strap around her torso, picking up the hat that had a few coins inside. “Thank you, that’s good to hear—” She stopped as soon as she got the view of who that voice belongs to. “Omo! Are you- When did you- Why are you–” She couldn’t help but smile excited and nervous at the same time. 

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They were dangerous, and radical, and new, and they would change the world. Except that people kept dying. There was no doubt - they dropped like flies. It was a bloodbath, and all for something far beyond their capability. All to create “the perfect soldier”. All because the americans, the stupid americans, didn’t know where to draw the line.

TAKURO CHEUNG;  DEAD,  1973.

[baeesl]

❝ and you say that i’ve got it all wrong. ❞

“I- Shiah please-” Her voice was trembling too much to even sound like actual words, she didn’t know how to feel or what to do to fix that situation. “This is really not what it looks like, i swear.” The girl grabbed onto the other’s arm in a desperate way, so that there was a chance that she would stay there. The tears that seemed to had stop started to fall down like an waterfall and her sobbing wasn’t that quiet anymore. She had her hands covered in blood, not her blood, but Eric’s. “He tried to attack me again and i had no choice other sticking my pen on his arm several times… I don’t know how he found me, i know i’m living out here at the streets but still, i thought he wouldn’t find me…” When Eunseol noticed that her friend’s shirt had also that blood now, she let go, taking some steps backwards. “I didn’t kill him, i swear, i’m just… I’m just so scared right now, he ran away as soon as you arrived, please you have to believe in me this time.” She couldn’t help herself anymore and soon enough she went on knees at the floor. “You can’t send me to the psychiatrist again, i don’t like that place…”

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sentence starters; pvris - white noise

❝ this isn’t violence. ❞

❝ this is just a war in my head. ❞

❝ don’t you try to run right now, cause baby i could burn you down. ❞

❝ you make your way into my veins, course right through my limbs and dig your way into my brain. ❞

❝ so when the second that you walk into a room, i can’t help myself from the things that you do. ❞

❝ oh you’re killing me right now. ❞

❝ i think it’s time you burn me down. ❞

❝ i love the things we do, when it’s just me and you. ❞

❝ you’re just a ghost of blissful feelings, a cloud of smoke that i keep breathing. ❞

❝ i’m losing you to the games in my mind. ❞

❝ don’t wanna open my eyes. ❞

❝ i know it’s chemicals, that make me cling to you. ❞

❝ and i need a miracle to get away from you. ❞

❝ and i’m not spiritual but please stay, cause i think you’re a saint and i think you’re an angel. ❞

❝ you give me something to talk about, that’s not the shit in my head. ❞

❝ you’re a miracle. ❞

❝ take in your chemicals. ❞

❝ i gotta stay with you. ❞

❝ and i’m not spiritual but please stay, cause you’re a glimpse of bliss a little taste of heaven. ❞

❝ you give me something to think about, that’s not the shit in my head. ❞

❝ i need a miracle to bring me back to you. ❞

❝ i know you’re gone now but i still wait for you. ❞

❝ who let you in? ❞

❝ you walk around like you own the place. ❞

❝ guess it was all my fault, i think i let you in. ❞

❝ never thought that i would feel like this. ❞

❝ such a mess when i’m in your presence, i’ve had enough think you’ve been making me sick, gotta get you outta my system. ❞

❝ it’s my house, and i think it’s time to get out. ❞

❝ it’s my soul, it isn’t yours anymore. ❞

❝ but darling you can’t stay. ❞

❝ haven’t you heard? i’m not yours anymore. ❞

❝ yeah you’ve got it all, but you’ve got it all wrong. ❞

❝ you’re a poor unfortunate soul. ❞

❝ oh i know, you make it seem that you feel whole. so they don’t know, you’re a poor unfortunate soul. ❞

❝ yeah you put on a faith facade, think you’re holy when you’re not. ❞

❝ i hate to break it to you baby, but you’re simply lost. ❞

❝ but simply calling out sins don’t bring you closer to god. ❞

❝ you’re just a ghost at most, a set of empty bones. ❞

❝ oh you’re all alone. ❞

❝ and you say that i’ve got it all wrong. ❞

❝ cause you just know, i’m a poor unfortunate soul. ❞

❝ you’re shallow and empty and filled with regret. ❞

❝ i think that chest must be heavy from that cross on your neck. ❞

❝ don’t think i didn’t notice. ❞

❝ it’s hard to be what you need through a static screen. ❞

❝ i’m watching. i’m waiting. i’m aching. suffocating. i’m breathing. i’m speaking. can you hear me? i’m screaming, for you. ❞

❝ day by day, i’m slowly replaced in your picture frames. ❞

❝ sick of the lack of signal. sick of the lack of touch. ❞

❝ can you hear me? ❞

❝ don’t blame your death, on the shit in your head that you claimed ate you like a virus for days on end. ❞

❝ i watched you decay, watched you wast away. ❞

❝ who’d you think you’d fool baby? ❞

❝ so go ahead, yeah just drop dead. ❞

❝ you’re out of line, buried yourself alive an expected to be fine. ❞

❝ your bridges are burning, and all the tables are turning. ❞

❝ what you give is what you get, and in your case that’s nothing but guilt and regret. ❞

❝ i can’t sleep, that’s when you’re torn away from me. ❞

❝ i’ll face my fear of the sunrise, when i wake up with your hand inside mine. ❞

❝ it’s hard to say good morning, when it’s followed with goodbye. ❞

❝ you make my world spin. ❞

❝ i’ll wait to see you again. ❞

❝ i know you’re dead inside, but you make me feel alive. ❞

❝ i’m the one with the ghosts in my bed, but they only come alive at night. ❞

❝ i swear that i’ll be fine in the daylight. ❞

❝ it’s my head not my heart that’s strayed. ❞

❝ i’m sorry i keep pushing you away. ❞

❝ why can’t you stay, up against these things i can’t see? ❞

❝ make me believe. ❞

❝ now you’re up against the ghosts in my head. ❞

❝ you struck a match, and left me to burn. ❞

❝ it doesn’t feel right, to feel the weight of your world in my spine. ❞

❝ you’ve had me going, out of my mind. ❞

❝ i wanna feel something, that’s not the touch of your breath on my neck. ❞

❝ i shouldn’t give in, but i let you win, i let you in. ❞

❝ i won’t let you in. ❞

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                                   byun beau baekhyun / 22 years old / singer                                                oc muse / literate / nsfw

“perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors… spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat… what then was MUSIC created for? was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves? i think i know.”

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I was able to record this a while ago, i miss singing so much, i’m thinking about going back to sing at the Han River to the couples that goes there, it used to be my favorite thing to do. You should appear there sometime! xoxo !!!~

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Okay, Eunseol, it’s just an test day, you don’t have to be nervous about that... He said it was going to be hard but that’s okay, you’ve been passing through so many hard things. “But not as hard as this though” Her voice escaped in a whine from her thoughts as her face got totally red, even though she kept repeating to herself that she would make it, she still was shaking, shaking too much to keep the cups and plates on place at the tray. Okay just do it, no one is even looking at you, what’s wrong with you. 

The first two minutes were like an horror movie to the lady, she kept stumbling and bumping into other workes... The fact that he would know right away if she made any mistake turns the situation even more frightening. She took a glance back where people were looking at her and managed to let a bright smile appear on her lips, she needs to look like it’s everything okay after all. With a quick bow of her torso, she could pull herself together. “My life depends on it, i’m going to make him proud. I swear i will.” Eunseol muttered quietly and from now on, she would try to be the best waitress that Léonard and that city ever had.

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With an dark past, Eunseol has been into a lot of things to reach a dream of becoming a famous idol someday. Through the way she has lost her path and ended up somewhere she wished she never had found.

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“You’re positive there isn’t a monster under your bed?” ―from Minhee, pretty please! ;u;

Eunseol was a woman that would not fear something such like monsters nowadays, maybe because the real monster to her was only the human. It was funny that she would fear a stranger but not an considered ‘paranormal activity’. The small girl laughed slightly at the question made by her friend, she wasn’t used to let people sleep over like that, but Minhee was different, she was someone that Seol could trust with eyes closed and hands tied. - Eh, don’t be that silly, Minhee… There is no monster under the bed, you want me to check one more time for you? - Although the situation was funny, Eunseol knew that her friend was really scared about that ( it was cute, though). - See? No monster zone under the bed! - She said with a light smile covering her lips whilst raising her thumbs up. - Feel better now?.