I sometimes feel like I'm in a world with a plastic bag wrapped around me. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. My emotional lapses have complete control over me. I was told to shut up; not to have negative thoughts. Can I d!e instead? I'm slowly withering. I'm slowly drowning. I'm dy!ng.
Hyune's bubble message saying he missed us, was afraid he was going to lose us and he now sees a light full of hope will always and forever be engraved in my heart.