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Margaret Atwood, from They Are Hostile Nations in “Selected Poems I: 1965-1975″ (via adrasteiax)

[18:40] chenle admired you. you were tall, lean, and could reach the cabinets that he couldn’t touch. already being tired, he ended up falling asleep on your couch. “aw,” you muttered, “how cute.” his hands made gestures, as if he was hugging something. you heard him say, “look! im as big as you now, i can give you forehead kisses and wrap my arms around you!” your heart beated rapidly, you had never seen a sight so pure, so innocent. pressing a light kiss to his cheek, you flicked the lights off.

you thought you were special for mark, you thought he also feels the spark and butterflies inside your stomach when you meet him, yet here you are coughing up petals of his favorite flowers.

Doyoung: ???

To All the Angels I’ve Loved Before: a mini-series by HVNDERY; coming soon!

— so the reason why i’ve turned on this mic today is to talk about the coolest club on our campus: DNYL, don’t need your love. now, for those who have been dumped, had a breakup, or dealing with a broken heart, this is the perfect club for you. have you been cheated on? do you feel down from all this unrequited love? are you tired of waiting for that call from your ex? i am.

Altar Boy! Jaemin almost drop his bell when you have eye contact with him. You smile at him, raising your eyebrows as a sign of ‘I caught you.’