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Dear me, everything’s gonna be okay
what can your muse do?
bold the things that your muse can do. repost. don’t reblog!
tagged by. @deeanfluenza tagging. @jaeneral ( only you uglie oppa )
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( HARUKI MURAKAMI ) ( NORWEGIAN WOOD )
“What happens when people open their hearts?”
“Nobody likes being alone that much.”
“I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all. It just leads to disappointment.”
“Don’t feel sorry for yourself. Only assholes do that.”
“You need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much.”
“I want you always to remember me.”
“Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it’s time for them to be hurt.”
“What stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what vanishes will vanish.”
“All I want in this world is you.”
“I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.”
“No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one.”
“What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.”
“If you’re in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark.”
“I’ve had enough hurt already in my life. More than enough. Now I want to be happy.”
“People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.”
“Stop eating yourself up alive. Things will go where they’re supposed to go if you just let them take their natural course.”
“When your feelings build up and harden and die inside, then you’re in big trouble.”
“When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it. “
“If I have left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.”
“Hey, what is it with you? Why are you so spaced out? You still haven’t answered me.”
“People are strange when you’re a stranger.”
“The dead will always be dead, but we have to go on living.”
“You don’t get it, do you?”
“I am a flawed human being - a far more flawed human being than you realise.”
“At least let me know whether or not I hurt you.”
“All of us are imperfect human beings living in an imperfect world.”
“I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die.”
“So I’m not crazy after all!”
“I miss you terribly sometimes, but in general I go on living with all the energy I can muster.”
“Will you wait for me forever?”
“I don’t want our relationship to end like this.”
“When am I going to be able to talk to you? I want you to tell me that much, at least.”
“It hurts not being able to see you.”
“I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad.”
“The world is an inherently unfair place.”
“Life frightens me sometimes. I don’t happen to take that as the premise for everything else though.”
“I’m a real bargain, don’t you think? If you don’t take me, I’ll end up going somewhere else.”
“We’re all kind of weird and twisted and drowning.”
“Don’t you think it would be wonderful to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don’t know a soul?”
“You’re not telling me anything I don’t know already.”
@hirayi and i
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.
Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via thequotejournals)
2-5/✩ images in b&w of my momoring
jaeneral:
【 제이。 the job can become tormenting at times and it’s an inevitable breakdown unfortunately, but if they don’t stand up for each other — who will. “alright, i understand. just stay where you are and i’ll be there in a few minutes.” his guess is that momo doesn’t want to be seen by her girls at the moment, not in this current state, thus she’s entrusting her grief with him. a common misconception is that jae and momo don’t really get along, their bickering confusing most people, but behind this thin veil of mockery, they’re actually very close friends. luckily he is also at the company’s building today, needing only to climb up a couple flights of stairs, although she’s out of his sight for now. worriedly, he thinks about calling her again, but then realisation beams alike a bulb above his head and he goes to check the fire exit instead.
crouched on the cold, concrete surface, cheeks reddened and soaked in tears, momo looks absolutely pitiful right now. “aww man. i feel like i’m developing depression standing here and watching you.” he carefully sits down next to her, gently holding onto her arms and trying to lift her back up into a sitting position. “okay, now will you tell me what happened? sadly, i’m just a skinny boy who can’t use his fists to defend your honour, so if someone was mean to you, i can’t go and beat their ass. we can talk shit about them though, that should be enough to uplift your mood. come on, stop crying. you’re gonna get even uglier than you already are.” he covers his hand with his sleeve and uses it to wipe momo’s tears (as if he’s trying to comfort a child who’s had her toy broken or stolen) although the material might be a little rough for her skin. “there, try to calm down and breathe.”
( ♡ ) It is only after his reassurances of meeting with her that she flops down on the stairs, cheeks still tear stained and reddened from the spilling of all her bottled up frustration. For someone who is usually cheery and bubbly, the breaking point seemed farther away but when that limit was met, it turned into an ugly mess much like this time. She heaves a long resigned breath, running her fingers through her bangs, unable to think straight with all the conflicting thoughts running within her mind. Was she good enough for this? Was she bringing down her group? Was she ‘just another pretty face’ as some seemed to point out? The feeling of insecurity was back and Momo couldn’t help up wrap her own arms around her torso, rocking slowly back and forth as she awaited the arrival of the one boy would could probably knock some sense into her while in her befuddled state.
❝ O-Oppa. ❞ Her voice cracks, her features not at their best as she lifts her blurry gaze and from having stared at the wall for too long, it takes her a moment longer to focus on him. While being her usual self would have given his words a more positive or sassy reaction, her mind’s too clouded for such pleasantries. ❝ I’m sorry. ❞ She mumbles as another flush of embarrassment floats awash her features, while she leans sideways against him. Head down with a curtain of her hair hiding away what she considered a truly ugly sight to portray to the older male, she lets out a loud breath. ❝ It’s just... ❞ She pauses, unsure of whether whining about something every idol faced was even going to make her look any better than the crying mess that Jae had just witnessed. His action however earns him a weak watery smile, letting her head flop her cheek against his arm. ❝ Am I really even doing anything right, I wonder. ❞
saena:
❛ You and your love for Minho sunbae! You know Shinee talked about us before, right? All I know, however, is that Onew-ssi finds Tzuyu and Nayeon really pretty. If that’s the case, I’m sure both Minho and Taemin feel this way about you, our pretty peach! ❜ she beams, her smile stretching wider across her brightened features. ❛ Oh, right! Weren’t fans sort of shipping you with NCT’s Ten? Since you are the same age and were often spotted hanging around one another. Yah, every guy was hitting on you there! You have no idea what an effect you have on people. ❜ clicking her tongue, her voice raises pointedly, making sure she makes herself clear. Momo is modest and often oblivious - that’s a thing the Japanese girls definitely have in common. ❛ I don’t think Jae’s bothered by your comments as it is.. he looks relatively careless to everything that happens, really. ❜
( ♡ ) ❝ I remember that, yes! At least Minho sunbae-nim didn’t pick his favorites. Or did he? ❞ She crinkles her nose in a thoughtful manner while lifting her gaze up onto the ceiling, as if trying to recollect the interview. Her features soon melt away into a shy smile at the other’s words, making a rather loud hushing noise. ❝ Now now, both sunbaes are insanely popular and the only reason Taemin-ssi would even know me is through HTS. Nonetheless, it was such an honour to have performed on the same stage as him. ❞ She bounces on the balls of her feet before quirking a brow, letting out a laugh.❝ Oh boy, that was a bit awkward. We just got along as any same aged duo would, talking about our favorite Korean food and what not. It’s funny people assume boys just want to hit on me, that’s not the case at all. ❞ Perhaps she was being oblivious to when such things happened, but as Momo had displayed her interest in nothing more than the simpler things in life, such rumors were merely an added factor to her amusement.❝ Well, I do wonder what he eats at times to act so...whack. ❞
miouis:
(`with a soft hum, Mina keeps her eyes closed while inclining her head very slightly to nuzzle right against the older female’s head, not taking long to return to her original straight position.) Well… that’s a good point, you’re always exaggerating. Such a drama queen, it’s amazing. (`snickers.) Alright, alright, that sounds reasonable! At least we got an excuse if anyone decide to question us. After all we totally deserve to celebrate and nothing better than food, right? (`she cackles a bit, pushing the other lightly while shaking her head.) Nah, I’m totally familiar with your lame sappiness. Pizza it is! Really though? You’ll pay for it?
Yah -- little penguin. ( ` a mild huff of retaliation resonates from Momo’s lips though in a playful manner as she reaches to pinch the tip of the younger’s nose fondly. ) Where’s all the respect for your unnie, huh? Yes, well another reason to celebrate is of course your birthday. For a few months... we’re going to be the same age, after all! Plus, it’ll help us both cheer up from having been too tired between running around for schedules. ( ` pretends to stumble backwards as she flails her hands though ending up laughing and comes to a stop with a perfect spin. ) You call it lame and then whine if I don’t give you attention, such a tsundere. But mm, I will pay for it. Just this once.
youngek:
the petite 24-hour convenience store murmurs a slow rumbling of old machines, a half broken cash register and a grumpy owner, an older guy with sweat stained armpits who shows no signs of recognising the two singers. all the better, of course. “… what things following us?” he deadpans at her, but being brian means he can’t possibly be irritated, even if a younger idol is talking nonsense. instead, he ushers her ahead, a free arm protectively extended before her so she doesn’t recklessly dash on the busy road - these twice girls can all be so lost sometimes, like misguided puppies. “oh, how mysterious. is it one of your members? please invite me over for cake, or else I’ll have to invite myself and we’ll make things awkward.”
( ♡ ) The downside to being an idol meant restricted freedom and lesser trips outside by yourself. Often, a group of the Twice girls would scurry to and fro from between their agency’s studio and the nearest convenience store, while being accompanied by one of their managers, but tonight had been one of those impulsive ones where the dancer had decided she wanted to make the trip all by herself. Well that is until she ran into the older labelmate, not that she was complaining since the darkness seemed particularly frightening after the movie from the previous day. ❝ Things that... come out of the shadows. ❞ She explains lamely, muddling up the Korean words in her mind and decided it was best to have the topic dropped. Plus, the fact that she was able to get her favorite pack of ramen decidedly seemed to be the reason for a good mood. ❝ Oh? Ah, yes Chaeyoung-ie’s birthday is in April. ❞ She mumbles in a distracted fashion, covering up her tracks with fact before wiggling a curious brow up at him. ❝ Does oppa just want to come over for the cake or are you secretly trying to drag along Jae so he can drool over our Sana? ❞
♡ @jaeneral
【 제이。 but are you brian’s favourite twice girl, i wonder — okay, i’m kidding. who would pick momo as their favourite girl? okay sana would, but it’s just sana only. now ahem, what is this i heard… did you really ask brian to autograph your… ( ` a quick scan from left to right to make sure there’s nobody around and once it’s confirmed that it’s safe, he places his hands over his chest, clawing them in the shape of bra cups. ) it’s what he told me! damn, i didn’t know you’d be this wild and ask for an actual autograph there.
( ♡ ) A light huff escapes the younger girl’s lips, the frown that seemed to be a constant when around Jae making its reappearance onto her features. She lifts a hand to fling back a lock of hair behind her shoulders indignantly. ❝ The right answer to that is everyone but you is capable of deeming me their favorite. But I’m perfectly content having their love. Not that I need validation from a nerdy chicken. ❞ The pout remains on her lips as her expression transforms into mild confusion at the other’s words until her gaze falls on his actions which causes her to let out an embarrassed squeak, reaching to place a smack on the boy’s arm. ❝ W-What the heck! I asked no such thing. I wanted him to sign my sleeve, I’m-- Oh god. ❞ Half amused, half taken aback at the question, her palms soon cover her reddened face.
saena:
❛ You said it yourself, didn’t you? Oh, please, what do you mean by popular? The only oppa that pays me any attention is Jae and even he often comments how ditzy and lost I always am - ❜ a smile stretches across her lips, thin arms stubbornly crossing across her chest to stare at the other girl. ❛ Aha, I had no idea you were into younger guys - I thought you shared the fan girl enthusiasm as I do about Wonpil oppa. ❜ releasing a muffled snicker, she wraps one arm around Momo’s slim waist, snuggling closer to her side. ❛ Which dongsaeng do I have to fight?! ❜
( ♡ ) ❝ Maybe... I can’t quite remember. ❞ She knows all too well that even if feigning memory loss was her last resort and one that Sana wouldn’t believe, she had to give it a shot anyway. ❝ Of course you’re popular, the girl behind the ‘sha sha sha’ sensation. ❞ Amusement paints her features while crinkling her nose at the other in the cutest manner possible, knowing the easiest way to get through to her friend. Though the talk of younger guys pulls an almost too obvious yet delayed reaction, expression blanking though her cheeks brighten. ❝ I have no idea what you’re talking about. I only like food and you, remember? I mean, Wonpil oppa is great but I cannot deny the fact that I am biased towards Brian oppa. If Jae oppa heard us, he’s going to go find a corner to cry in. Well maybe not about me, but you picking Wonpil oppa over him is going to hurt his fragile heart. ❞
you're still uglier than me
You mean I’m still more glamorous than you in glasses? Yes.♡
♡ @youngek
“… momo, a champagne bottle can’t go off on itself, where did you hear that?” disbelief colouring his words, his features stretch into his resident, million-dollar baby smile, flashing his teeth at the younger. “and why do you need a flashlight to walk back to the building?! you know korea has street lamps, right? sometimes I wonder if JYP keeps you oblivious to how life even works over here.” being his old wiseacre, full of boyish charms and childish jokes, he picks up all the purchased bags and lifts them up effortlessly. “by the way, why did you need champagne? whose birthday is coming up?”
( ♡ ) A cheeky smile spreads on the girl’s face, a pink tongue making its appearance from the corner of her rosebud lips in its usual habitual manner. With just a small shrug, she swings her arms about her side while bouncing slightly on the spot. ❝ Oppa, by now you should know that loud and sudden noises startle me. And I still say we have a flashlight handy... What if there’s an outage and there’s just all these... things following us.. ❞ She pauses midway, the ramble fueled very much so by a horror movie she had watched with Sana the previous night and the fact that it sounded rather childish makes her crinkle her nose in embarrassment. ❝ Anyway, it is a certain someone’s birthday... Soon, in April. ❞ Her eyes spark alight but keeps the name to herself as she mumbles a word of thanks to the older for his help.