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Yet Another TFLN Meme

[Text]: it glows. i had to have it. [Text]: i stole nothing, broke nothing, and stabbed nothing. aren’t you proud of me? [Text]: you told me your favorite colors were “pink” “no pants” and “Mexican food” [Text]: I stared at him for a solid five minutes because he looked like what I imagine god would look like if god was a lumberjack [Text]: YOU CANT FOOL THE TOILET [Text]: This electrician is just ripping my house apart and I’m too hungover to ask questions [Text]: I think my nap took me to another dimension [Text]: i think i just encouraged him to glue googly eyes to my boobs [Text]: I am going to MURDER whoever gave him my phone number but it was probably drunk me so I’m conflicted. [Text]: I SHOULD NOT BE HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OVER PIZZA [Text]: i crashed through a building. if that counts then yes, i went out with a bang. [Text]: He tried to do the do on me last night and my exact words were “stay away from my princess parts. they’re renovating.” [Text]: It hurts to hear and I can smell shapes. [Text]: If we tried baptizing you I feel the water would start boiling around you. [Text]: The real estate’s complaint had the words “loud squealing at 2am” in it. Then I remembered that was me spoon feeding you guys old potato salad while you screeched like baby birds. Great night. [Text]: Your level of morning after guilt is too much right now. Do less. [Text]: was it mean of me to chase him screaming “DO YOU EVER WANT TO BE ABLE TO HAVE CHILDREN?!” [Text]: I could not handle jail. And my very angry parents. [Text]: If my eyeballs could make a sound to describe how they feel they would just say uhhhhhhhhggggggghhhhhh. [Text]: Does me being hung over take away from how professional I can be today? [Text]: I was a bouncer for about 90 seconds until the real bouncers figured out that I was doing their job [Text]: And he probably thinks I’m in love with him but after three shots of Patron you love anything [Text]: I had to assert my dominance as Alpha Drunk. [Text]: i said good morning to each one of his abs personally [Text]: A true measure of a good friend is how long they respond to their friends drunken illogical texts. You’re a champ. [Text]: Apparently I’m a “fire hazard” [Text]: Just did shrooms. Don’t feel shit! Wsasted 40 bucks on this! Nothing’s happenig except for this little gnome on my shoulder and the couch is melting. Fuckin waste of money. [Text]: I hit him with a car. Nothing says I hate you more than backing into someone with a fucking car. [Text]: do you ever just look around and think about how great it is to have depth perception? Like it’s really, really cool when u think about it [Text]: Well I’m about 60% wine, 30% pure rage and 10% tears at the moment and I’m disappointed in how little alcohol is in me [Text]: im half tempted just to scoot up to him and whisper “I’m not wearing underwear” but idk if thats a heartfelt apology [Text]: Ducking stuck downtown…all the fuxkig roads are blixkded [Text]: we’re making bets on your personal life [Text]: Let me begin my 3 part apology by saying that you are a wonderful human being…

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( fxllenons )

       ❝ i hate how i can’t seem to overcome me being shy in front of bigger crowds– how do you do it? ❞

         “it’s not comfortable for me, as well...          but i guess you just get used to it?”

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( kiyeong )

    “Can I have a moment of your time?”

         “Sure. Go ahead.”

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( misbhved )

“it is, but based on your reaction to that, i would be able to tell if you were actually kidding, or not.” raising her brows with a triumphant smirk tugging at the ends of her lips, she moved her shoulders in a lighthearted shrug. “one of the many things you get to pick up at school.” she tensed up momentarily, at the mention of predators that very evening; and as much as she would’ve liked to think otherwise, he was right. “i can hold my own.” she reassured, eyes glancing at the male from the corners. “i could tell that to you though. girls can be pretty scary at times too, but don’t worry. i’ll keep you safe.” tongue clicking against the top of her mouth, a soft snicker escaped before she picked up her pace towards the entrance of the club.

         “kudos to you, huh. remind me of giving you a golden star later on.” a huff left his chest as the perhaps rude words came out of his mouth, although the clearly teasing tone would make up for it -- hopefully. “i don’t doubt so, yeah...” he replied, more to himself than to her, although he wasn’t so sure as he had stated -- but well, they say looks can be deceiving and maybe the woman had a trick up her sleeve that he couldn’t notice so far, who’d know? the woman’s words brought a smirk to his lips, for he surely wasn’t afraid of girls and they ‘scary’ sides. he’d seen a lot, experienced a lot, and knew well how to deal with the psycho type. and maybe that’s why he didn’t bother to reply, a brow quirking as he quietly made his way after the woman.

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( jinseity )

She was about to assist him with dabbing the tissues onto his shirt before she stopped herself in time, not wanting to create more of a mess than she already had. “I am not really in a rush to go to anywhere. I just, my mind is just on overdrive and going everywhere on any topic possible in my head so I was not really noticing where I was going because I was so caught up in my thoughts but I assure you, I’ll take your advice the nice time around.” She is just glad that he has not picked up on her having called him attractive because it would just make her feel even more worse. “I still feel bad. Can’t I at least get you something in return? Coffee? A stain remover stick?” 

         “isn’t better to sit somewhere, y’know, with a nice view and let your mind go whatever you want?” he inquired out of curiosity, for that’s what he usually did -- whenever he allowed himself to drown into his thoughts, anyways. letting out a soft, quiet chuckle, he shook his head, this time, not in denial to her offer, but instead, for he still thought there was no need for such thing as repayment for a damage caused by a so little accident; they happen everytime, after all. “look, let’s do it like this: i’ll let you buy me a remover stick, considering I see no harm on it, and you get the money you’d spend on getting me a coffee, to pay yourself another one.” taekwoon explained what he thought to be the solution for both of them, shoulder rolling in a light shrug, soon after.

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                  —— (   ahn heejin ; the hunters sound terrorist / club entertainer  )                                                                                 « reblog  ;  like  ;  follow »

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e·nig·ma (iˈniɡmə/)

noun

a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand.

moon haerim

She’s late (always late) and didn’t have time to wash up. Someone’s staring, as usual.                                                   ❝ Today was a crafts day.  Is there glitter in my teeth?❞  

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"Mine now." Bam.

:: ( first person to say “mine now” in the askbox owns me for 5 days )

         “ha. and i wonder why i saw this coming.         you better don’t waste my time, blondie.”

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goodbye….

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First person to say “Mine now” in the ask box owns me for 5 days

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♥:Your muse crying about something

:: ( nonsexual acts of intimacy - to lxvria )

       :: ( status - no longer accepting )

         if tears were made of blood, his white shirt would be long stained in red by now, but fortunately, they were nothing but salty water, easily wiped with a move of a hand against one’s cheek. taekwoon shouldn’t be one to cry, and he knew that well, but reaching the point to force himself to stop was another totally different story. he was essentially lead by emotions, moved by them in most aspects, and even when the tears were shy, quietly streaming down his face, he couldn’t quite hold them back, incessantly thinking about it as a failure in his traits, something that made him weak.

         the sound of his office’s door opening catched his attention a sigh leaving his lips as he had a glimpse of golden strands. great timing, he thought sarcastically. “i didn’t know you’d miss me that much to cry at my entrance. i’m touched, taek’.” no, not the time, not the mood for that, and she probably sensed it in the air for karen’s expression completely changed in a matter of a second. taekwoon wasn’t expecting the woman to be sensitive or understanding towards him at that rate, nor he wanted her to keep her ironic self as well – it would be asking too much and even when he wished to simply tell her to go away and leave him alone, they had work to do.

         “… there was something in my eye.” an obvious lie, and he couldn’t care less about making it believable, broad hands coming to wipe his face in a fast motion. if she questioned, he wouldn’t explain, anyways. “so, any news?” taekwoon’s elbows rested over the desk as he leaned forward, folded hands serving as support for his chin. occupying himself with business matters would be the right thing to do, the medicine to a disturbed mind. 

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♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

:: ( nonsexual acts of intimacy - to ximpvlsive​ )

        :: ( status - no longer accepting )

         he was tired of waiting, questioning himself and all gods that ever existed the reason why women had to take so long to simply change to a new set of clothes and whatever else they did on their faces in order to look ‘prettier’. yeah, he wouldn’t deny that some makeup here and there actually could make a woman look stunning, but the exaggerated amount of it he’d been seeing over female’s faces out there could only make him shudder slightly. a matter of personal taste, that was what it was.

         “can you help me over here?” the woman’s voice reached his ears, making him lift his chin in order to place dark pupils over her frame, quietly, yet quickly, analyzing the way that black fabric trapped her body, emphasizing the right places and curves. no, he had no second intentions when it came to the younger, but forcing himself, as a man, to look away would be simply too hypocrite of him. a hum left his throat in response and he made his way to where hana stood, soon waiting for further instructions in as to how should he help – that, until dainty hands securely tied smooth strands up, and the woman turned her back to him.

         “it’s too tight…” her words weren’t necessary, slender fingers already working on unclasping the necklace from her neck in order to adjust it around the latter, once again. a simple, but beautiful jewelry, he’d say as soon as he was facing hana for the umpteenth time that day. “you look gorgeous, by the way.” the edge of taekwoon’s plump lips were lifted in a smile, a small one but still there, before brows rose and playful tone spilled from his mouth. “now can we go? i know the ‘night is young’ and all that cliche stuff, but i swear i was this close from sleeping on that couch–” he softly huffed, hoping she was ready, longing for walking into the night with no deadline to come back.

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