Jan 5, 2015
sitting around and waiting for someone is lame. it really isn't ideal. i'm supposed to be turning over a new leaf and making decisions for myself. myself, wants to leave. i never was meant to stay for you to begin with.
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@kozuyo-blog
i really want a plot where its a friend with benefits thing gone wrong when she accidentally gets knocked up ( maybe he is in different relationship so its also cheating & shit pls donât tell my girlfriend ) [ but i donât wanna start off with them pregnant i wanna build up to at least a little ]
exes seeing each other after a long time & wow when did you have a kid ?? ⌠and why does it look so much like me ??
two guys that have been friends for forever & party together, but its not gay is weâre only drunk/high when we hook up, right ??
or a horror movie au where someone is killing off the people they care about & theyâre next so they ban togetherÂ
oh & the typical rebel dating the rich kid
& your boyfriend/girlfriend doesnât get you off ?? here, let me show you what a real orgasm is
as soon as he heard the sigh, he knew that it wasnât good enough for the fem- ale. he put it back even before she had told him to and leaned against the wall, brows raised as he listened to her expl- ain why it wasnât good for her. i will never understand this. jungkook nodded either way, indicating that he somewhat got what she said and was listening. when in reality, his gaze was focused on the snapbacks be- hind her.
âhuh ââ he turned his head to see that she had head on off without him and not wanting to be lost in such a big store, jungkook trailed af- ter the female. he looked at the tops that she had been pointing too and tilted his head. he pointed to a shirt that said âdopeâ on it with the mickey hands. âthat oneâs nice.â
before he can either refuse or agree to her rather simple request, she's  trailing off to the shirts on her own, leaving  him bound to follow. she approaches a simple stripe design shirt, gray and black, that she pinches between her fingers, letting her her index finger get a feel for the material as she  turns   a head to her  shopping companion  for his approval.  "whattaya think of this one?" she asks, but he can hardly pays attention. instead he redirects a finger to something else. she studies his choice, and considering his previous suggestions, she's prepared to turn it down, but this time she doesn't seem to find the shirt as dreadful as the rest. admittedly, it still didn't exactly define as her style, but she could hardly stand to tell the boy no yet again. "ooh, i actually like this one." she picks it up, holding it to her chest. "what do you think, will it look good on me?" she questions, sincerity reading in her eyes.Â
jinhvwan:
"It was my pleasure."
"Mh," She nods her head in yet another thankful gesture, raising it now with wide eyes and a bright idea. "Hey, why don't you go to lunch with me? It'd be my treat? And kind of a little thanks again for helping me out. Honestly, there aren't many people nowadays who would be so honest. I'm sure anyone else would have kept the money and the wallet all together, and I really just can't thank you enough."
jvngkx:
he holds up a dress with flowers painted around the hem of the dress with a con- fused stare. âwhy not?â he didnât see- m to find anything wrong with the dress, but then again, she is a girl and maybe flowers arenât her thing. âokay, how ab- out this?â he pulls out a puffy, baby blue shirt out from the rack. it has some cute art on it and jungkook wondered (hoped, more like) if sheâd like it.
This next suggestion is no better than the first, and there's a disapproving sigh that escapes her lips as she studies the shirt further. It's not what you would call ugly, but it definitely isn't her style, and she's searching for the lightest and most gentle way to express her distaste, hopefully, without hurting his feelings. Of course, gentle wasn't one of Yuko's strong points, and for some odd reason, everything that seemed to leave her mouth sounded about two times more harsh than she'd ever actually meant it to be. "Uh, no. Not this one. Blue looks good on me, butI need something more solid, and there is way too  much going on here." With a wrinkle of her nose, she takes a scan around. "Hm. Come with me. I wanna see what's over there." She says while pointing a finger in the direction of a rack of tops that look to be about right up her ally in style.
"I could show you incredible things."
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"Hmm," Eyes narrow, elbows against the surface of the table while her hands raise to cradle her chin. A low and thoughtful hum resonates in the back of her throat. "Well, I'm not taking anyone's word for it. If you could, then you should." Finally, her pondering expression fades into one that's certain and satisfied, a wide smile etched against coral lips. "I'm also a little interested in what your definition of 'incredible' is."
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"Nice to meet you, where you been?"
"I could show you incredible things."
"Oh my God, look at that face."
"You look like my next mistake."
"Love's a game, wanna play?"
"I can read you like a magazine."
"I'm dying to see how this one ends."
"I can make the bad guys good for a weekend."
"You can tell me when it's over."
"Got a long list of ex-lovers."
"They'll tell you I'm insane."
"It'll leave you breathless or with a nasty scar."
"You're the King, baby, I'm your Queen."
"Wait, the worst is yet to come."
"I can make all the tables turn."
"I get drunk on jealousy."
"'Cause darling, I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream."
"Boys only want love if it's torture."
i think i may need it too much, itâs killing me
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Well I can change that-- NO. Just kidding. How are you? I missed you.
You're such a lame.. I love it. ( `she releases your cheeks and drops her hands to her sides, letting them slither their way into her coat pockets; ) I missed you as well. I've been alright, just trying to make it through the winter in one piece. How've you been m'love?
kiss kiss
Baby, ( `presses her palms to your cheeks, squishing them together; ) I'm but a mere lip virgin, I dunno a kiss kiss.
People leave you out in the cold and get mad when you learn how to get warm by yourself.
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It was dark but what was she to do? It was dark and she liked it but at the same time, deep inside she was terrified everytime she walked by a stranger. Let it be a female or a male, sheâll be afraid. Biting down on her lip, she found herself walking behind a small looking girl. She looked like she would be the same height as her members but she knew for a fact that no, they wouldnât be out here. But this female. She took forever to walk and Seulgi had to force herself not to push her aside or even to walk any faster. Groaning under her breath, she just waited it out. Seulgi was far too scared to speak up. What if this stranger had a hard day? What if they end up lashing out at her⌠It was better to just slow day and wait for the female to pick up her pace or to move to the side.
She's exhausted, though from not much at all besides standing all day. Walking and travelling, running all those errands. It's tiring. Taking that small detail into consideration you'd think her crazy for not refusing her nightly stroll when she could barely stand on her own two feet, but she needed this. She needed fresh air and the breeze that blew loosely through charcoal strands of hair that fell against her shoulders. Considering the condition she was in, she was walking at a painfully leisure pace, ignorant to the world around her and locked somewhere in her daydreams. Things continued on like this, that is until she was somehow snapped back into reality a presence that she thought to be following her. She would only allow herself a couple glances over her shoulders, but it did her no good. She couldn't make out a face seeing only a dark figure at the corners of her eye. No doubt, the figure was strolling right behind her, moving at exactly the same pace as she. She peps her step by only a little, in order to bring distance in between her and her new shadow but they just keep coming. Finally, she comes to a stop, turning on her heels to face her follower with a quirked brow. "Uh, do you need something from me?"