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pixie - seventeen - 95|10|04

obsessed with exo, coffee, zhang yixing and byun baekhyun

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_{Jongin stands on the edge of the building, about to give into his dark desires, when he is saved by the reappearance of his childhood “imaginary” friend, Lu Han.}

<sub>It is enough. He will finally give the world what it wants. Only the ending will hurt— the crash, the final splatter, the cracking open of his chest on the hood of a cab. The fall will be glorious. He’s heard about it from other people who have attempted and failed. The fall is the best part. He’ll be weightless and free and all of those other stupid words he hates to think about but would give everything to experience at least once. He will fall from life into death and perhaps this will be the only thing he will ever achieve in this world.

Perhaps, the few seconds of allowing gravity total control of his body, of going against the very human desire to fly and giving into the fear of falling, eternally falling, will become the greatest thing he has ever experienced. He will go out with abang</sub>.

<sub>He should go now.

Kim Jongin raises his foot and stands balanced on the side of one of Seoul’s tallest buildings, wobbling in place as he’s assaulted by a sudden, strong wind. He inhales the last deep breath of his life, I’m ready</sub>, <sub>closes his eyes and—-

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”</sub>

(Source: baekhyuuns)

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