#jinalssi

[naenu]

( ✉ → sms ) [ File Attached: 001329jpg ] of all the drunk pictures i have of you, this one is my favorite.

incoming : : text message starters. / accepting. sent by : : @jinalssi 

( sms . jiyeon ) HOW DID YOU GET THAT?

( sms . jiyeon ) WHEN WAS THAT TAKEN? I - Oh my gosh...Has anyone else seen it? If they have I’m not taking you out to dinner when I get back to Seoul.

[qvstionarchives]

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do it. misunderstandings happen and so are regrets, but this is a place for trying those ideas. i’m excited to hate your concept potentially. hehe. you should try it!

[diamondxxdust]

Chose between someone who will keep you safe versus someone that can give you true freedom. (@ 𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐢𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧)

Jihyun thought for a moment; “...Ah, that’s kinda hard...” she tilted her head in thought before looking at the other; “... My husband does both, I’d like to think.. so, my husband would be who I would choose...” she laughed; “sorry, it wasn’t that exciting.”

[cheiianarchive]

@jinalssi  ( sc. )

                 ❝I MEAN -- I could share but I really don’t want to❞ this was too good, peanut butter and chocolate, a dream come true. It would probably cause cavities but Elias did not mind, at least not when he took another sip from the sickening Milkshake. ❝you should have gotten your own when you had the chance, tsk❞

[daviscre-archived]

                      jinalssi called for a starter !

☆ ┇"Seriously?” David said looking rather suprised. He wasn’t the type of person to normally dress up for Halloween, even if it was his favourite holiday of the year, he just didn’t do it. He knew a lot of friends who did. Which is always entertaining to see. This would be for a video of his. A very, odd one. “Ah, why did I sign up for this?” He said slowly starting to regret this whole costume idea. But he knew it would be entertaining for them both. “Alright, just pick one for me.”

[1118clark-blog]

[ apologies. ] @jinalssi

He held a plastic container of fudge brownies (as well as two Russian tea cakes, wrapped up in a zip-top bag so that the confectionary sugar wouldn’t get all over the already sweet brownies) flush to his chest. With his right hand, Clark pulled his cell out of his back pocket and backtracked his texts with Jiyeon just to double check that he had the address right. He’d been inside, of course, but had no recollection of where exactly she lived. This seemed to be the right place. He tilted his left wrist, still clutching the container of desserts, towards him, belatedly remembering that he left his Rolex at home for this meeting. It seemed unlikely, but he was never too sure about his sister popping up out of nowhere to wring his neck about his social class or whatever it is she was angry about.

He’d be prepared, if that was the case. Not fully, but prepared to the best of his ability. His walls had crumbled a few days back, but he’d already begun the process of building them up again, this time making sure that they were even stronger than they’d been before in order to prevent another accident. For now, however, the figurative construction workers had halted their work. Clark had been kind enough to give them a lunch break. He needed to be more open with this visit to his friend who he’d hurt.

He pushed his cell phone back into his back pocket before pressing the doorbell in front of him and waiting patiently for a response.

[1118clark-blog]

[ provocation. ] @jinalssi

The way his sister had said his birth name echoed in his head. It’d been the first time he’d heard it in years, it was like a word in a foreign language. Who even was “Jinyoung” anymore? He was Clark. For all his life, he’d been Clark. Now, he had even more reason to hate the name. She’d sounded angry, looked angry, until she peeked at the female behind him, to which her expression eased somewhat, but not out of her own personal will. Of course, his sister hadn’t changed. His polar opposite in every way, there wasn’t ever any beating around the bush with her. It was the first time he’d seen her in years, and the first time he’d seen her cower in fear and submission to anybody else besides their own two parents. He thought he was astral projecting during the conversation, like he wasn’t controlling his own body or the words coming out of his mouth.

He closed the door behind him, the click sounding more ominous than reassuring. She was gone, for now, but now he had something else to deal with. The color was drained from his face. His face and body movements were devoid of any discernible emotion, though his hands were shaking; even Clark himself didn’t know what he was feeling. He just knew he didn’t like it and wanted to be alone until he could sort himself out.

“You know what? Get out.”

[keybums]

@jinalssi​

배지연 ▌         “Rich kids schools in Gangnam then flying home every free moment. My father pretty much owned Ulleung Island. It isn’t the biggest, but he owned all the private property, for the most part. He was even the mayor,” she expressed smiling as she thought of it. “I hated it when I got older because all my friends lived in Seoul full time, but after my parents pasted and my brother and I stopped going, I missed it,” she informed the male. “So my youth was a mixture of country living and the city’s finest. I think it is what makes me so abnormal in most settings,” Jiyeon decided. “What about you?” she inquired back.

`ㅂ´ ┊Interest is piqued at how open and fondly the younger (he assumes, anyway) woman speaks on her childhood. A comfortable silence on his side as he gives her his full, undivided attention.“ Living life in two different extremes--city life and country life-- is a grand experience. It makes you well rounded, adaptable. At least I think so.”  Thin pinky absently comes to graze the juncture between his nose and lips.

“Anyways, when I was young, I’d already seen a variety of worlds. I can’t remember if I ever stayed home on the weekends or kept still either for that matter.” Insert a chortle here,the fond memories enticing an even fonder smile to his peach tinged lips. “We traveled anywhere. To the mountain, beach, town, villages, hot weather, cold weather, places. Rain, sleet, snow and sunny  places. My childhood was all about different kinds of experiences and different worlds. Every time we went to a new place I always thought of different things. It’s from my parent's ability to give me a variety of experiences that I was able to become an exchange student in America to better my English and the man I am today. I think you and I are similar in that we’ve seen different worlds from very young.”