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“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”

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”As many times as it takes!” Brazen as he is, this youngster simply does not give up on his opportunity to master the skill of winking. While most find it rather easily he cannot even try without both of his eyes closing or one after another, in delay. Yes, it baulks him and yes, he indeed is pertinacious – too obdurated for his own good because he just appears as an imbecile and makes a fool out of himself with the constant endeavors of failed winking. Albeit, he is not going to give up and that is shown in the way he is filled with intense incandescence so that even the thought of seeking guidance or help (either to finally succeed or to stop himself from doing something which he obviously cannot – he does not care at that point) barely crosses his mind.

#!inbox.#!mail.#!queue.#kkimbona #// im so sorry this is lame ;;

“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”

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Two dark orbs are wildely gawking in incredulity at the statement. He? To speak in absurdity… and for which cost, could that be unless he was in the mood for jest, which he was not – even then, he would have never been able to construct such a bizzare fact such as the one he had just stated. Nonetheless the pungency that slaps him across the face he grins his usual and familiar affability filled grin – it is then mixed ligthly with complacency since he knows he might as well be right, this time. “Shut up, moron. I’ll quote it for you, okay? – — ‘ Quantum physicists at UCSB placed a tiny “paddle” that was the width of a human hair into a vacuum which was created in a jar. They then “plucked” the paddle and it vibrated and stood still at the same time. Essentially, that means something may exist in two states (or two universes) at once, opening the door for not only multiple versions of ourselves, but also the possibility of time travel… ‘ See? Wait, I’ll just– let me just show you the entire article, once I’ll find the research itself ‘cause I’ve got to read it.” He exclaims, loudly and as ever. “I told you I wasn’t speaking nonsense!”

#!inbox.#!mail.#!queue.#oscarvnotwild #// this isn't my best but i tried :)

♦ - taehui!

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Hands. And before you hit me for being a weirdo let me tell you this – I’ll always remember how you put your hands on my shoulders when I was incredibly upset. In which time you ask? All of them. And when I was nervous, came to you for an advice about something which is really dignificant for me… when I made a terrible mistake and hurt your feelings, when I was acting like a fool – you always place your hands on my shoulders and then I freeze. Then, after you drop a comment or something like that… a look, then I can finally think about my words or actions or both, and reconsider everything. So this is why. But I know you’re gonna call me weird, anyway.

#!inbox.#!mail.#!anon.#!queue.#imtaeh

* 뭐라구 !? @areumprk : cont.

Their generation was known for its adherence to cell phones and Jinhong was no exception in that manifestation of having that device becoming a part of the human’s body... albeit, once he and his best friend were having some time spent together surely she could comprehend his feelings of omission while her attention averted towards her cell phone rather than himself and the movie which they were supposed to be watching. “Yah! Park Areum! You’re crossing some limits here-- even I put my phone aside, can’t you like, actually spend time with your bestie? Sheesh, this makes me so angry...”

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your relationship with leexareum aka your wonderful girlfriend

send me “your relationship with” + a url and my muse will talk about their relationship with that particular musestatus: accepting!

”My relationship with noona?” How can he even begin to explain the bond that these two have formed over the nearing two years since they’ve met one another? “It’s the… best thing in the world. I remember that two years ago, even before we were friends… it was love at first sight. I never believed in that crap but it’s true because my heart never felt more serene and erratic at the same time… Areum noona is the best thing that has ever happened to me and being her boyfriend is one of the best things in the world. I mean… she talks to me when I need to someone who would listen, she’s there to be the shoulder I need and mine is always available for her… She shuts me up when I’m not making sense, tells me when I’m wrong. Encouraging one another to experience new things – we get one another out of the comfort zone sometimes… I find it amazing. I discover new things about myself when I’m around her, and I think she does, too. She reminds me that nobody’s perfect, making mistakes is alright, but doesn’t allow me to keep making the same mistakes over and over again. I also get mad when she hurts herself, but I’m always there to pick her up. I tend to overanalyze situations, which people often mistake for pessimism. When I call this feeling ‘realism’ she pushes me to be optimistic. We push one another to get caught up in our dreams and when we stray too far from the ground, we pull one another back down to earth, and remind one another that I’m, as well as she is, only human. We grow together, constanly… she’s the source of my happiness and swears that I’m hers, too. We accept each other including our many flaws and I know that no matter what, I’ve always got noona’s hand to hold mine even if I want to throw everything and everyone away from me, even if the situation becomes too hard for me to handle it on my own, even if… well, anything. She’s there for me, and god, I swear I’m doing my hardest to be there for her when she needs it. In her embrace I feel like I’m floating on top of slightly wavey water which could have the possiblity of drowning me and erasing me from this earth instead they choose to consume me and bring me utter serenity… I think this is our relationship. It’s infinite love… in all honesty. I can go on for hours about how amazing it feels just to have her fingertip touching me so tenderly, but… I can’t. I can’t find enough words to express what a perfect life she gives me.”

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* 뭐라구 !? @iflanevr : cont.

Stupid? Oh no, that was not Jinhong’s intention – the contrary, he wanted to fill lives of others with a bit of knowledge from the world he was so greatly immersed into, therefore such a reaction caused him to glance down with quandary. “Noble gases under standard conditions are odorless, colorless, monatomic gases with very low chemical reactivity. That’s why– you know… ‘doesn’t react’ part– The noble gases that occur naturally are helium, neon, argon, krypton and xenon… I won’t confuse you with the other uconfirmed theory. Woah– sorry. I get way into it… sometimes.” He offered an apologetic smile while rubbing his nape. “But you’re not dumb, I just like these stuff a lot. Sorry.”

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* @kxniel acceptance would be gratifying !

Non competitive and flowing, that is what their relationship should be. But in the sea of consternation that fed on Jinhong’s nerves existed Daniel, the older and intimidating brother of his girlfriend who could not be entraced with his famous boyish charm that he adoringly possessed. And even meanwhile they were sitting one in front of the other, both with mugs of coffee in their hands, the bearishness that Jinhong was haunted by kept persecuting, terrorizing the aura. With air in his lungs thick, he swallows down the saliva that is barely left in his dry mouth, his inconsistent glance can only indicate of how uncomfortable the situation is for him. “Uhm, so. Um... hyung-nim... how are you?”

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