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“youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.” gabriel kang. 17. wild & frenzied

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[imbriium]

“If nothing else, we at least won the sperm race.”

      “thanks for the optimism but i like to think there’s more to us than just that.” a hand carded through his hair as he finally gave in, giving up on the damn claw machine for good. or at least until the anger and disappointment of wasting yet another dollar dulled. “if this game wasn’t rigged, you’d have like ten dolphins and cabbage patch kids right now. i swear.” 

[angstmemes]

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“When you think about people who have died, do you picture them anywhere?” “Sometimes it freaks me out that everyone around me has a life as complex and real as my own.” “Do you sometimes suddenly hear your own heartbeat and feel sick because… What if it suddenly stops or something?” “I sometimes just want something really bad to happen to me. Something that’s just really awful. I don’t know why… Do you get that too?” “I can’t stand the thought that I don’t know what’s going to happen to the world in hundreds of years.” “Does thinking about Primary School make you sad, or happy?” “Most pets we keep only become a fraction of our age. Do you think that if they’d know this, they’d call us gods?” “What are you more afraid of, space or the ocean?” “There’s no way anyone can tick everything off their bucket list. We all want too much. It’s frustrating.” “Do you think we’re in control of our lives, generally? Or do you think we just think we are?” “If you knew you were going to die next week, would you tell people or live the way you were till the end?” “I think most people remember the exact moment they realised they were grown up. Because of something said to them, or something they saw… Do you remember that moment?” “One of us is going to die first. Do you think we’ll still know each other to find out who?” “Do you think we’re all capable of murder when it comes down to it?” “I’m so afraid of the moment you know you’re going to die.” “Are there things people have said to you that have legitimately changed you?” “Why do people fear losing things that they don’t even have yet?” “How do I know you even have a consciousness? I can’t know.” “What do you think our purpose is?” “What if everything is just a coincidence? For instance: What if gravity doesn’t exist? Everything has just always coincidentally fallen to the ground.” “If nothing else, we at least won the sperm race.” “If you could send a message to the entire world, what would you say in 30 seconds?” “Do you think other people’s judgments motivate us or hold us back?” “If karma was coming back to you, would it help or hurt you?” “Right, we’ve probably had enough alcohol for the rest of the night. We’re getting way too philosophical.”

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[amoralie]

                                   ❝ to begin is easy,  to persist is a r t. ❞ 

your daily dose of happiness;      seemingly made out of sugar! cheery, bubbly  & oh so very honest, always offering a smile to anyone,        perhaps a  little too in love with monkeys.

[ofaliice]

        “IT WOULD BE SO NICE IF SOMETHING MADE                                                      SENSE FOR A CHANGE.”

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Troublemaker and the Good Girl

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Eunwol was humming a rendition of a song Frank Sinatra had preformed once with the great Tom Jobim. The words even left her lips as her hips swayed lightly with her melody at the same time her arm extended to put the book in its place. “Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking…” she whispered the English lyrics before grabbing the next book and reading where it was suppose to go. This was her favorite assigned task from the school. As a scholarship kid, they usually assigned her with kitchen duty, but all that week, she’d been given the library. It was perfect for her. She was able to read her favorite novels and hum her little tunes in peace until the tap on her shoulder. 

She blushed as she turned around and bowed her head to the two figures. One, was the the Dean of their elite school, and the other was Gabriel. Gabriel was firstly very popular, and secondly, Gabriel was always in trouble. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why they had come to her, even though that was her field of choice. “Is he assigned to the library too? Should I show him around?” she asked quickly hoping there was not enough time to reveal why she was stacking books. Revealing she was a scholarship kid was not something she wanted to do. “I’ll show him around. Thank you, sir,” she told the Dean before he turned to leave. Then they were alone. Eunwol bit her lip nervously before she handed him a book. “This belongs in section G,” she informed him.

[imbriium]

    he’d tried, he’d really tried. all week his sister, his parents, and not to mention his girlfriend had been on his ass about staying out of trouble. and he had tried, as best to his ability, to keep the promise he’d made to all of them. he didn’t seek out an opportunity to cause a ruckus, they naturally came to him. he’d have been a picture perfect student had people just not caused him to react. it wasn’t his fault that everyone was constantly giving him reasons to act out. and if school wasn’t so boring he wouldn’t have to skip class and get detention. 

       he’d dejectedly followed the dean into the library, he’d grown very familiar with the man for the worst of reasons. he hardly paid attention to the girl assigned to him, carelessly taking the book and throwing it onto a completely random shelf. “this is so tedious, aren’t you bored?” he hadn’t been there five minutes and already he’d grown tired of working. 

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his retort had her lips curling upwards in a cat-like grin once more; eighteen, huh? he’d gulp if she were to reveal her own age, but jiyoon was wise enough not to give away such precious information, especially not to a stranger she had just encountered - no matter how adorable he looked. but she really couldn’t help it, he did look rather mignon and jiyoon, though usually displaying a rather cold attitude, couldn’t help herself at the sight of the young boy. ❝cute. eighteen and thinking you’re a man now, hm? you’re still a boy, though. a very cute one too, but let’s not push your ego too much.❞

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      gabe found all of this quite bothersome. he wanted nothing more than to be treated like an adult. though, often his behavior was counterproductive in trying to achieve said treatment. he most likely always would be a child at heart, much too carefree and puckish to ever be taken seriously. his face contorted, mostly due to just how flustered he was. “listen - i am a man. age isn’t everything, okay! i have heaps - heaps, i tell you - of wisdom and maturity.” he puffed his chest, shoulders set back proudly. “i’m too tall and old to be cute anymore, i’m devilishly handsome.” 

[consilian-archive]

she should’ve known earlier that accosting someone else wouldn’t get her far, especially when it’s a boy with features as lovable as his. though jiyoon only ever sees what she wants to see and as they say, hope dies last so it has been worth a try, no? a chuckle falls from plump lips when she hears him speaking and there is no denying that she finds the whole situation amusing as opposed to odd or annoying, causing her to lean over and pinch the cheeks of the younger. ❝aren’t you a lovely little boy? though, just between us - lying doesn’t quite seem to suit you. leave that to the big kids.❞

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      he knew the likelihood of her believing him was slim, but he had decided it was worth a shot. he tried his best to mask the slight defeat that drooped his features, he’d hoped his acting had improved some. though, pretending aside, the youth of his face always betrayed him in such situations. “i’m eighteen, i am a big kid.” he quickly defended, the slightest spark of fire brightening his gaze. he’d grown quite accustomed to jabs at his age, especially being the youngest of three. shoulders back and chin held high, he tried his best to maintain his pride. “the lovely part is true, though.” 

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[consilian-archive]

❝listen, if you don’t got a smoke for me then… do you hear that? tick tock, tick tock - i am running out on time. so, what is it? you gonna be a jackass about this or actually hand me one over?❞

[imbriium]

      there was no hiding the panicked expression setting over his features. eyes widening as he, almost frantically, checked his pockets for a pack of cigarettes he knew he did not have. at least if he pretended that he usually carried around such things then maybe, just maybe, he would appear cool and mature. “whoops, sorry. must’ve left them at home.” a forced sigh. “jeez, how am i gonna make it through today without a smoke?” 

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      “what are you stressing about? you’ve got all the time in the world to do whatever it is you need to do... well, maybe not that much time but a decent enough amount. anyways - you’ve got money, right? there’s no need to worry about anything when you’re packing that much dough.” 

[daphnyx]

nyx is not even phased right now. most of the guys she meets have a certain charm to them, she notices that much but it’s not one that she falls for ever. it’s almost like an admirable talent to her. but she prefers not to fall for boys’ games. perhaps she’s pretty biased here when she says she does her best to avoid them ‘cause honestly.. they’re all the same to her. their personalities may be different but ultimately, they all seem to make stupid decisions. eyes roll now. he better step up his game before she drops the conversation altogether. ❝ you can do better than that. come on. ❞ and truthfully, she has no idea what type of question she even wants him to go for. 

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     he released an audible huff, crossing his arms over his chest as he shifted his weight from foot to foot in thought. surely there was some brilliant question tucked away in that beautiful brain of his. that large, intelligent brain he so liked to brag about. god, the question game sure was hard when there was that much pressure put on him. he abruptly stopped moving, facing her with an expression of complete enlightenment. “favorite album?”