human sadness

i will be meeting you there.

[sneezes]

[tysegal]

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I wanna tell you how beautiful you are, but you’re nowhere to be found.

[mymindandmyself]

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Lil Boi - Once (Good Time mixtape)

[jimyoong]

♡

[confliictions-archive-deactivat]

          “What did they even write down? Minhyuk            is totally out of the question if half of these            baristas can’t even spell names like Britney            right.”

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

    “god, i don’t even know---sometimes people ask me how to spell it, which is ace. i just... i dunno, someone once just wrote an ‘m’ and then a squiggly line. my personal favorite, really.”

[wootaeng]

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           “And you’re perfect.”

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

    “ugh.” soon he’s shifting closer on their couch, arms finding daniel’s waist. “you are so slept on, which makes no sense, because you’re the cutest and my favorite person in the world? it’s everyone else’s loss, honestly.”

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

    “you are so cute.”

[bessette-deactivated20190517]

[gerdhr]

choa + emojis for hwuan // inspired by (x)

[catchphrased]

    “your best friend, and… your dad?”

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

    “my cousin and my best friend. i mean, my brother just---he’s not really around anymore since he’s married, and my dad’s a little... conservative.”

[catchphrased]

      “the only men i trust are my dad and my gyno.”

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

    “yeah... i mostly trust my cousin, my dad, my older brother, and my best friend. but only two people on that list have listened to my opinions.”

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

    “i honestly think there’s only, like, three men i can trust.”

[sugagifs]

Yoongi on Weekly Idol

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

birth

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

won’t be around much tbh, my 21st birthday is tomorrow and i... will probably be very drunk this weekend

[ghostliight-archive-blog]

confliictions

    mike sees her walk in and immediately feels a little embarrassed about his own haggard appearance---he didn’t bother to shower, he’s still hungover, he probably smells like an ashtray, and he picked out his outfit based on whatever clothes were lying around on his floor. but she’s put-together and small, gives off a vibe of pretentiousness, and her perfume hits him right away. 

    he’d moved to seat near the building entrance so she could spot him easily, but now mike realizes how starkly he stands out in comparison to all the other customers, broad-shouldered and wrapped up in his own poems. still, he manages an awkward sort of smile (it feels heavy on his face) at her and lifts his black coffee to his lips. his fingertips are smudged with ink. she’s kind of cute, but that’s more of an observation than anything.