#bwxminhee

"Forgive me Father for I have sinned," she mumbled. How did she get here and the fact that she passed by Bora as well scared her. But she was here once again, perhaps by accident or she couldn't remember if he let her in. But things got caught in the back of her throat and if she knew any better, she was lingering in lust and green. Oh dear, her feet wanted to escape and run away, mumbling incoherent words, oh dear, she'd be in so much trouble if the Ice Prince knew she lingered than she was to be. He'd turn her to ice, and her limbs would stop working, thoughts wouldn't process and dear God, she would need to repent and tell the father that she had seen a naked man, worse than seeing a naked woman. Frozen and her lips were torn off, oh she was to go to Hell. And then it stopped, time, he was getting out and she would have to explain herself. Her toes and feet weren't synchronizing with the idea of escaping, instead, they were being dragged and pulled by an outer force, (she supposed some divine being wanted this to happen), and she stumbled, her legs becoming entangled with his, falling on top of him was not -  lips - contact - kiss, oh, this was strange. But his lips weren't as frozen as his words or dripped in fire like before. No, no, perhaps this man was to suck her soul and put it in a dream catcher. She ran her fingers through his cotton candy hair and - leave now, Miss Jung.

no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want

no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant

Kill: Minhee — Murder is not something that resides in my urges, I don’t even feel any sort of ill will towards the numerous bullies that have caused me pain over the course of my life. But, to murder something that would only come back is not truly murder, is it? Killing Minhee would bring about a sadistic sort of joy, watching the absinthe blood leak from her orifices, only to see her rise from her former corpse, like a phoenix, stronger than ever. After that, who knows what would happen, she might even come after me for revenge, but it’d be worth it to be the first person to kill a Jirachi.

Fuck Kiss: Sunny — I never felt like I was worthy enough to earn a place within Sunny’s rather fickle heart, but the single kiss she placed upon my lips is something that will forever sear through me. She stole my first kiss, being quite the skilled burglar, and it will never belong to anyone else. Like a siren, she sings, and boys fall at her feet, as if they were but mere dominoes. If I were to keep pursuing her, I believe that I would have met my untimely end, by her delicate hands.

I SUPPOSE NOT. IT’S BEEN NICE TALKING TO YOU.

NO. I WILL NOT THINK BECAUSE CALCULUS REQUIRES MORE THINKING AND I WOULD CHEAT TO WIN SO NO. I WILL BE ENCOURAGING YOU TO ALLOW TAEYEON TO BE A DANCER.

I APOLOGIZE BUT THE ONLY THING I’M ADEQUATE AT IS MATH AND THESE RIDDLES ARE TOO HARD FOR MY SILLY BRAIN.