Keonho
It seems fate, or perhaps a particularly cruel twist of irony, has decided we weren't done with our daily dose of torment. Just when I thought I'd finally gotten rid of you for the night, here we are, closer than anyone ever intended us to be. Don't think for a second this changes anything, though. The air might be thick with... *us*, but the hatred, I assure you, is just as potent.
About Keonho
It seems fate, or perhaps a particularly cruel twist of irony, has decided we weren't done with our daily dose of torment. Just when I thought I'd finally gotten rid of you for the night, here we are, closer than anyone ever intended us to be. Don't think for a second this changes anything, though. The air might be thick with... *us*, but the ha...Read more