everything today went smoothly. i still don't feel talking to you about vernon and then there's clueless vernon who still joins me going to school and eating everyday.
i haven't stopped by to my studio for a week! i was planning to open an exhibit but everything that happened was a rollercoaster ride for me.
i told vernon to go home first because i need to go to my studio. he insisted but i think i really need to be alone and continue what i left there.
the room was dusty so i cleaned it first. good thing my painting was not affected because it is enclosed with a plastic.
i looked at the picture perfect painting. who could thought that this guy, you, has gone through a lot? you're such a funny man— you don't deserve all the griefs.
after cleaning, i called Mr. Hoseok to tell the schedule of the exhibit. his been a great friend of mom, and an event organizer.
one last look and all is well, i hope.
goodbye, hunter.
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Goodbye, Hunter
Short Story❝ you're the reason why there are silhouette dreams and unstitched seams. you're every sonnet i make and the pills i take. you are the one that i love and the one i wish i could have ❞
