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Ah, thoughts - theyâre not so easy to control.
Henrik Ibsen, Hedda Gabler (via rukisuperstar)
I think you should stop chasing the light so much. It's clear that she is not made to encounter darkness. You were never supposed to fall in love with the sun. You know better.
I had a crush for you since day one. I got to know you and... I fell hard. I know we're friends now. But there's too much inside of my heart that is screaming for your name. I wish you'd know that everytime i'm looking at you, I see so much. I know you don't return my feelings but I wanted to thank you for the calmness you bring me. You're like my lullaby, helping my heart to sleep.
âI appreciate your honesty and I hope you can take my apologies.âÂ
bunnyeunsook-anon:
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âHm?â He had been way too absorved in his own thoughts to catch up on the reason behind the strangerâs apology. âDid I bump into you, perhaps?â Tilting his head slightly to the side his gaze meets the one of the female in front of him. âI should be the one offering an apology if thatâs the case, since I was the one nott paying proper attention. Youâre not hurt, are you?â
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agrypnianoctis
âAh, but you see, there is a first time for everything! Between you and me, though, Iâm not the biggest fan of summer either. However, we can rejoice in the fact that autumn soon approaches. We just have to be patient a little while longerâ. Although she was the first to complain regarding the unbearably torrid summer heat, it did not seem all that bad this year. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she found herself changing - at least, certain parts of her did certainly change. âOur last conversationâŚI do remember a discussion concerning starsâŚand the peacefulness of midnight strolls. Yes, I do believe it was something like thisâ
âI canât wait-â The thought of autumn showers awakening a rather familiar sense of yearning, he cracks a slightly crooked smile as he speaks again. âI shall not complain though, since the weather happened to kindly get considerably colder these past couple of days.â He meets your gaze quietly as he listens to you, almost as if no time had passed since that last exchange of thoughts. Not so much because of an statism of these, but because of something else he couldn't quite trace back. "Have you had the chance to stargaze lately?"
I am a war zone â¨A child born of bloodshed and bomb shelters⨠With a heart full of rage⨠And fists that never stop shaking People think they know what itâs like⨠To fight to survive â¨In a world scarred by hellfire â¨But what they donât realize â¨Is that itâs never over Sure the dust settles but youâŚâ¨You are still caked in ashes â¨That wonât wash off â¨No matter how hard you scrub⨠You still see the face of death â¨Every time you look in the mirror⨠Youâve forgotten what you were before this â¨Or if there was ever a time before this⨠You are never done fighting And they wonât understand the fear⨠Why you never let your guard down⨠Why you canât let people get too close â¨Because please donât come near me⨠I am a bomb awaiting detonation And you donât want to fight anymore â¨This isnât your war and youâre tired⨠But you canât back down you canât stop⨠Because thereâs no escape â¨You canât run from your own mind⨠And destruction is all you know So hereâs to the kids⨠with gunpowder in their lungs And no hope in their eyes⨠Thereâs no happy ending⨠No ever afters â¨No peace â¨Not for usâ¨Because war doesnât end â¨Not until the battlefield is destroyed
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sngarixai:
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âWell if you could give me its name, I might be able to take you there. I get lost around here quite often too. Partially on purpose, I guess.â Half a grin crosses his features as he speaks, shrugging it off lightly as he turns his gaze to meet the end of the street. âIâm fairly sure weâd be able to find it.â
asterises:
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Listening to you he canât help but follow the traces of ink across the paper quietly. âItâs tricky. Drawing the line on how much youâre going to allow yourself to do in order to prevent someone else from getting hurt.â He looks up, his gaze finding yours again as he speaks again. âAh- of course. I apologize.â He holds his hand out to her, an almost imperceptible grin crossing his features as he realizes the unusual characteristics of their conversation, making him oblivious of the fact that they were, after all, strangers. âMyungsoo. May I ask for your name, perhaps?â
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she squints her eyes at him, not speaking until a few seconds have passed. â itâs quite a surprise to see you. â
âIs this because I didnât bring food.â He tilts his head slightly. âSquinting your eyes that hard will get you wrinkles, young lady. You should be glad to see me instead. For your own facial rutine, you see.â
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âMyungsoo. Itâs nice to meet you.â Holding out his hand, he speaks again, some sort of amusement lingering behind his calm tone as the words part his lips. âMay I offer you a deal, Seolhyun-ah? You could tell me what you know about this pieces. In case there were anything Iâd know that youâd missed, which I highly doubt, I would make sure to fill in any of the gaps.â
"I have no future so what's the point?"
âThereâs probably no point. Unless youâd rather prove yourself wrong, that is. That was point enough for me, at least.â
âErm⌠H-Hello?â She looked around, a shy smile on her face as she mumbled the words.
âWell hey there.â He looks up at the stranger, trying to make sense as for why sheâd be standing in the middle of the street at such late hours. âAre you perhaps- lost?â
The quieter you become, the more you can hear.
Ram Dass (via wordsnquotes)
[â˝] - Ah, I lack so much when it comes to the gifts for friends. I suppose it takes a talent to be able and choose a present or create one with your own hands⌠Itâs a talent, I tell you.
âYou should go for pomegranate juice. Works everytime.â
asterisesâ:
"Isn't it a complicated subject?â The corners of her lips curled into a small, faint grin as she fixated her gaze upon the male, a pencil between her fingers as she tapped the tip of the lead against the blank page. "Have you ever told a white lie?"
"It most definitely is.â A slightly crooked grin parts his lips as he speaks again, his words leaving a bittersweet aftertaste behind. âI have.â Tilting his head to the side, he eyes the female in front of him, curiosity arrising as their gazes meet. âWhat about you? Is it wrong and- have you ever?â