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inside the seventeen household
vernon comes back home from smtm auditions
seungcheol: *turns newspaper page* so i heard you like saying fuck, is that what you do in school now
joshua: *is crocheting* out of all the fingers you have, you decide to put up the middle finger?
© powerful_color
Suho: now back to our maknae and baby Sehunnie.
Sehun: I want to hold a 19+ concert.
Suho:......nvm
© melxwff♡
I saw what you did there Puberty 😏
when dino’s mom calls him her baby
[160913] Seho during Girl x Friend - Suho was singing his lines “If you were ok with it, it’s not just friendship, you’d be my girlfriend” ♡
this is fucking amazing.
i follow back:))
The morning after I killed myself, I woke up. I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a juice glass. I scraped the ashes from the frying pan and rinsed the butter off the counter. I washed the dishes and folded the towels. The morning after I killed myself, I fell in love. Not with the boy down the street or the middle school principal. Not with the everyday jogger or the grocer who always left the avocados out of the bag. I fell in love with my mother and the way she sat on the floor of my room holding each rock from my collection in her palms until they grew dark with sweat. I fell in love with my father down at the river as he placed my note into a bottle and sent it into the current. With my brother who once believed in unicorns but who now sat in his desk at school trying desperately to believe I still existed. The morning after I killed myself, I walked the dog. I watched the way her tail twitched when a bird flew by or how her pace quickened at the sight of a cat. I saw the empty space in her eyes when she reached a stick and turned around to greet me so we could play catch but saw nothing but sky in my place. I stood by as strangers stroked her muzzle and she wilted beneath their touch like she did once for mine. The morning after I killed myself, I went back to the neighbors’ yard where I left my footprints in concrete as a two year old and examined how they were already fading. I picked a few daylilies and pulled a few weeds and watched the elderly woman through her window as she read the paper with the news of my death. I saw her husband spit tobacco into the kitchen sink and bring her her daily medication. The morning after I killed myself, I watched the sun come up. Each orange tree opened like a hand and the kid down the street pointed out a single red cloud to his mother. The morning after I killed myself, I went back to that body in the morgue and tried to talk some sense into her. I told her about the avocados and the stepping stones, the river and her parents. I told her about the sunsets and the dog and the beach. The morning after I killed myself, I tried to unkill myself, but couldn’t finish what I started.
Meggie Royer (via deepinsidenothingsfine)
Smaller face, bigger eyes, Visible bones, tiny thighs. Flat stomach, narrower chin, Thinner angles, tighter skin. Bony fingers, yellow lips, Gap between thighs, pretty hips. Maybe if I starve myself at least I’ll be beautiful, forget my health.
(via pass-me-the-tequila)
You know you’re fat when people constantly tell you that you’re NOT fat. But they never tell you that you’re skinny.
(via onetoniswhatiweigh)
Getting fatter Getting bigger Getting ugly Getting fatter Getting fatter Getting fatter
(via pass-me-the-tequila)
Having an eating disorder and not being skinny is the most embarrassing thing ever.
Chanyeol: and here’s your stabby grabby
Suho: it’s called a fork, Chanyeol
Suho: now please hand me the spoon
Chanyeol:
Suho: *sigh* the soupy scoopy..
Chanyeol: WELL WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SO RIGHT AWAY
These are the five stages I went through after hearing what’s been going on with some Seventeen Fansites. :/ What a bunch of greedy and creepy assholes.
Was able to figure out what Woozi was writing in his letter
