περσίζω, I do as the Persians do, Str.
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περσίζω, I do as the Persians do, Str.
“ so what am i supposed to do, just pretend the last thirty years wasn’t just SUCKED out of my head?? “
❝ So, say you’re at the mall and you’re being followed around by this creepy guy who keeps harassing you and asking for your number. Would it make you a bad person to lie to him and say that you’re married to a woman who’s a professional body builder? Asking for a friend, of course. ❞
έτοιμοθάνατος, -ον, ready to die, Str.
παρερμηνεύω, I misunderstand, Str.
ㅡ @lvlvna, thank you for reblogging the ad!
“Wh-whoa, whoa, whoa..” He repeats, eyes wide in disbelief as he looks at the girl he’s seen often enough. During his military service, his interest in girl groups had gone through the roof. Chanyeol himself had a specific interest for Luna, from f(x), ever since her solo debut. That was his song. She was his (dream) girl. The same Luna that he’s seeing on the street right now. Seoul is big enough for him to never see her once, but still he’s standing in front of her. “Are you real...?”
ㅡ @powerpuffs, thank you for reblogging the ad!
Performing on the weekends is his second passion, and he wouldn’t have it any other wise. Problem is that performing still scares him, even if it’s for amateurs just like the poetry club he found today. Be it recitals, or acoustic songs, there are different kinds of performances. Chanyeol’s turn is not long from now, but he’s still doubting. As he bites at the straw of his drink, worrying his teeth in the plastic, his eyes scan over the two printed lyrics he has on the table in front of him. He’s not able to make up his mind. So, he turns to the table beside him and asks the girl, “Which would be better to perform acoustically? Imagine Dragon’s Radioactive or Coldplay’s Paradise?”