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Send ☀ for me to make a gifset or a photoset of our muses in one of our verses.

 “ lets smoke, drink and boogie on & on. ” [ oculvus ] 

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Send me a symbol to read: a raunchy diary entry about your muse.

[150806] diary entry | 

Do me a favor and get her out my head. From the way she walks, to the way she talks, with my brain cells still stuck on her waist in those short shorts. Independent, sexy, body of a goddess with the lips of Aphrodite. Ugh I can only imagine what type of blessings she performs with those. And the things I’d do to her. Listen man. Planting soft kisses on her thighs, making my way up to her pink matter. Just wanna dive inside and indulge to her heart’s consent. Baby girl among the list of things I wish I could say. Possibly forever,  

I’ll be an atom to your pink matter. 

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Send me a symbol to read: a diary entry from the day our muse’s met.

[150825] diary entry | 

I can’t believe it. Is this a dream? Did I really meet her? Seoul’s baddest female and little ol’ me had the pleasure of meeting her. Its crazy man. I guess the rumors are true though, she’s even more beautiful up close. But even more then that, I had such a cool ass time with her. When you think of divas like her, I always imagined her to be a little prissy but shes actually really nice. A little silly, but fun none the less. She’s a cool friend, and I hope we stay that way. 

After all I’m just a guppy among a sea of fans.

[bxzino-blog]

"You don’t know what to say."

Those words burned more then they should have. Every syllable that left her lips a clear reminder as to why he was alone. As to why he felt like this in the first place. “What am I supposed to say?” He finally spat out, throwing his head into his arms as if that could protect him from reality. “People like me don’t get to choose. No matter how hard I fight, or how hard I scream it all just happens. Its fucking bullshit!“ The progression of his voice had increased with the last few words beating its way out his throat into a scream. He was angry. Angry with the world along with the events that led him here. To her house, ranting like a crazy person to a woman he hadn’t known for too long.

Breathe.

But he had to tell someone. And in a way, he was almost glad it was her. “I’m just tired of everything just falling into place. Every moment feeling like it was supposed to happen, like I have no control over anything. Just one straight path, Zino that’s all you get. Just that path.” It was almost as if the man was going mad, just like his mother. I guess the saying about craziness being genetic was true, after all every atom in his body was practically screaming at him. Forget her already.

“She said we weren’t destined to be. Some bullshit about it not being in the stars but...how does someone just know that?” He asked pushing back onto the couch, slowly opening his eyes to stare at her ceiling. “Why is fate...controlling feelings now?“

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Like this post for a random short drabble/poem/quote/whatever about your muse. feel free to inbox me to specify a scenario with zino, it could be anything really. if you don’t inbox me I’ll take that as a sign to write whatever I want. this includes writing a scenario about our muses together. [wink wink]