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One of us is going to die first. Do you think we'll still know each other to find out who?
deep ass sentence starters!
Dying isn’t a game but I’ll contact you at least a few minutes before I die. But I’m not god-- We’ll probably die together while holding hands or something.
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Oh you!
Hi you!
"Oh dear, do you need help?"
❧ The shop had just received a new shipment of large ceramic and clay pots that morning and it was Hani’s job to carry them in. She wasn’t necessarily small, but she wasn’t all that strong either so it was quite a struggle trying to carry the pots in and what made it worse was that they were all stacked in threes. As she was lifting a stack, she heard someone call out to her and she looked at them. “Ah! That’d be lovely, actually! Could you carry some of the leftover inside? They’re kinda heavy…”
hello.
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[x] Again, again.
[x] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[] Be confused
[] Be delighted
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[] I’m taken-
[x] Sure.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[x] Sure.
[x] YES.
Sex?:
[x] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] Yeah, sure.
[] FRICK YES.
[] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[x] Yes! I want to send you one!
[] Yes.
[] No.
HELLO.
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[x] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[] Be confused
[] Be delighted
If you asked me out I’d say:
[x] Um who knows.
[] I’m taken-
[] Sure.
[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[x] Sure.
[] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] Yeah, sure.
[] FRICK YES.
[x] No.
Should you reblog this?:
[x] Yes! I want to send you one!
[] Yes.
[] No.
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➹ and ❤
Send ‘➹’ and I'll put up my muse's current thought
“I need to find a solution..”
send me ❤ and I will bold all that applies to your muse
I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.
( kwanqs )
“Oh dang, I’m so sorry!” Hands in the air, he backs away and inhales sharply. It wasn’t his intention to bump into her and make her drop those grocery bags. “Hey those look heavy.” Biting down his lower lip, the male nods towards the bags and gestures a may I look before picking them up. “I’ll carry them home for you. I kinda owe you.”
She was in a hurry-- obviously, just quickly grabbing some stuff to eat ( more like her mother gave her a whole REALLY LONG list of all the stuff she has to get at the grocery store. ), then hopefully bringing them home to head to practice. But of course something like this had to happen. Now. Now when she was already getting late anyways. Plus, plus her hands hurt from carrying the heavy grocery bags. Jesus. She’s giving an apologetic bow, as she did not want to sound so rude to him-- could happen to everyone, right? Her mouth opens to assure him that SHE was the one being sorry, though it closes again as she sees him picking up the bags before she could do so. She wants to say no, but.. her hands still really hurt.. ❝ ━ You don’t.. have to, especially not if you’re busy.. or something. But.. ah-- I appreciate it. You know, they are heavy, my wrists are hurting from carrying them! I swear! ❞
"I know you're hurting, I am too."
“You have no idea what you are talking about.”
Yoona knew she was being irrational and not fair, but the conversation between Kikwang and her had been reduced to snapping and mindlessly blaming the other a while ago. They just didn’t get each other’s positions, she thought, their opinion on life being too different to talk about it with the other understanding.
The reason for their argument was something that Yoona had long forgotten, it was one of these fights that got sillier and still more serious with every word one of them said. And of course the woman’s sensitive side had to show, making her curl up on the couch and sulk, her words growing quieter as she went on talking.
She hadn’t expected him to sit down next to her and speak these words that suddenly were filled with understanding, and strangely it made her angry and gave her more power again.
Yoona sat up straight, fixing the other with a glare that didn’t seem to fit her usual self at all.
“You really don’t. Maybe you should go now.”
