#lvnula

[woojxhx]

lvnula:

She frowned at him. Why, oh why, was he lecturing her? Wasn’t that what Health class was for? Not that she would know. She tended to not pay attention to much of anything, let alone school. Her arms folded across her chest as she contemplated his statement. It was no surprise she was known for being out of control. He had known her long enough and well enough to know her history. Recently, she stayed sober. At least nine out of ten times, she was. Usually. It was rare for her to drink herself into oblivion. Truth was, she couldn’t afford to. As for drugs? They never appealed to her. Too risky. And sex? She would only make love, not sex. She loved no one like that. She hadn’t in over a year. She was celibate, or something like that, for the moment. “Jiho-oppa, I’m fiiiine!” she exclaimed, haughtily.

He squinted, meeting her gaze. “Seeing as I haven’t seen you in a while, I’m simply giving the ‘talk!’ Okay...trying to. Again. It didn’t stick the first time but one day it will!” He scrunched his nose, realizing how he sounded like a big brother.. or worse, a nagging mom. But Jiho had given up trying not to sound like a dork. After all, Suzy knew him well enough for that. 

“If nothing else, consider this me practicing some parenting skills. Giving the cautionary tales of DUI’s, addiction, and plenty of STD’s. Safety first and all that jazz, princess,” he told her, giving a firm nod. “I’ll be like the Jiminy Cricket of all bad decisions. Just..a couple hundred centimeters taller..”

[ltakvda]

"Why are you out by yourself so late?"

Keeping his position, he listened to the words of a young woman pierce through the silence that clouded over the vacant bench in the park that was conveniently placed far enough from the road to drown out any noise. Caleb’s cigarette hung from the corner of his lip before taking one last drag to only put it out after letting the smoke seep out of his nostrils, “Night caters well to people like me. Less to deal with, in my opinion. Unless you’re looking for trouble.” Finally turning his gaze to meet the woman beside him, he eyed her up and down before raising a brow. “Are you looking for trouble?”

[magicstal-blog]

"Bring on all the pretenders, I’m not afraid."

"Yeah!" She pumps her fist into the air. "Don’t be afraid. You got this!" Krystal begins jumping on her toes as she expresses more words in encouragement to the other. After getting tired, she pauses and catches her breath. "Now, while you deal with the hyper children in the Disney store. I’m jut gonna stay here. Outside. Not because I was kicked out of the Disney store of pushing kids." She flashes the other a bright smile and gave her at thumbs up.

[theqameison]

4.

04. You are at the doctor’s office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid?

If I was unexpectedly informed by a medical professional that I had approximately one month to live I would probably inform my immediate family and keep it to myself. There’s no need for me to tell anyone and everyone who would listen to me. Quite frankly, it’s none of their damn business to know the private matters of my personal health. However, that does no necessarily mean I would go silently. I would heavily research my aliment and blog about my experiences, findings, etc in addition to living out my life as I would on a normal basis. If I could help others in the same predicament as I would be in during my final days, I would try to make the best of it— regardless if I feel afraid, angry, happy, upset, etc.

[the-lawyer-son-blog]

“I don’t believe in regrets. All my experiences, even the ones that didn’t turn out the way I wanted them to, I firmly believe they were all worth it."

           He almost laughed at her statement, but he stopped himself. He didn’t even move physically or express any emotion. “You simply have not lived enough, or had things taken that you could have if-,” Mathew stopped. “Okay.”

[wxfxn]

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

The sharp voice pulls him out of his thoughts; Yifan looks to the side, confusion briefly crosses his face as he stares at the girl sitting at the table next to him. He blows the gum and pops the bubble one more time, eyes glazing over as he scans the empty library. Pop. He leans forward and puts a hand under his chin, giving the stranger a placid look as his book lays forgotten. "Why?" Pop. "Is this bothering you?"

[theqameison]

➹➹➹

For every ➹ I get, I'll put up my muse's current thought

➹ — No matter where she goes or if I never ever see her again, she will always be known as and refereed to as 'The Woman'.

➹ — Now that I think of it, I often wonder if you ever realized that I do not want you to answer the question that I ask.

➹ — I do not mind something clever being attributed to me but I do mind something stupid that I did not say or do.

[theqameison]

"No, seriously, what am I doing here?"

Without giving her a second’s glance, the consulting detective gestured her to remain silent with his hand as he continued to keep his eyes on the suspect the two of them have been tailing. There was reason behind his madness; to ask a vigilante to work with him as he took down the so called bad guys. As it would seem though, his female companion failed to realize the purpose of their discreet stakeout. “Well, for starters, you’re here to help me make a point,” he answered her in a hushed voice. “Now get down here before someone sees you!”