overall opinion: FUCKING NERD.

     Willow wasn’t the cautious type in the fact that it didn’t come naturally to her to look both ways before crossing the road or locking her back door before she went out for the day. They were never things she had worried about. Some would call that stupidity, others would call her lack of fear inspiring. Regardless, it wasn’t like either of those things mattered anymore. She’s never given the opportunity to make active decisions into being cautious herself. Why? Because there’s always someone there to do it for her. Ah miss Willow, don’t drink your tea just yet, it’s scalding hot! Don’t forget to shut the blinds. Don’t worry about locking the door, I already double locked it. Don’t cross just yet the road isn’t clear. Don’t eat that it’ll make you fat!  Don’t do this, don’t do that. Soon it’d be blink now, breathe now, take a shit now. Every little aspect of her life would be micromanaged and it bothered her.  Most people wouldn’t understand, but she hoped that maybe the pixie haired solo artist would, so with a raised brow, and a faint smile, she poses a question to the woman, albeit a little out of the blue.                          “Do you ever just want to step out onto the road with both eyes closed?”

stop hurting me bc Injung and Jaesun is upset by your post....JAESUN ESPECIALLY BC HE UNDERSTANDS, HE LIVES IN THAT SAME FEAR THAT HIS MOTHER WILL ENTER REMISSION

does that mean we should start something?

       ❛ hello! nice to meet you, i’m your manager jason vesper. ❜

↪ that actually sounds really good↪ mac n’cheese on a pizza...↪ what WERE you trying to say before all the autocorrect dude??↪ mine’s been spent in the studio with equipment...yours sound more fun atm

--- “Heard you were picking fights because of your sister’s music, kid,” he started, offering a can of coke to the younger before taking a seat next to Hanbin. Eyes forward as he cracked open his own can, “Did you at least win?” he asked