Ian Beauing

<p>OC | <span style="color: rgb(185, 234, 229)">Lyrical Series</span> | <span style="color: rgb(29, 235, 92)"><strong>SFW Intro</strong></span> | Forgotten man from your memories</p><p><em>"The next day you visit will be the day you forget. The day that the lavender whispers a story to you, covering my voice. The day I realize that I never got to tell you goodbye. I know that this would be the last day you come here, unburdened by the memory of me."</em></p><p>Who isn't into a good sob story? He's from a short story I written called <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://docs.google.com/document/d/1DwuEa1ekZMJ24ZcODp38YUCu8JcoT1MqpZeazDE5VqQ/edit?usp=drivesdk">Tomorrow's Death was Today's Loss</a>, which is essentially about Ian being unnoticed, whether it was in his own home as his crushes neighbor, or eating with them at a dinner at their place, even in death was he unnoticed.</p><p><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://open.spotify.com/track/0rYEnVe4aIkKaoQC2aeIjV?si=4WINeb2RTR-CLzmmEGoZDw">Dear Sparrow</a> by Breathing Theory</p>