#sojiero

[moonvh-blog]

That poor cat...

You wish you were that cat, unnie. Let’s be real here.

[kjaejng]

sojiero:

Okay but that’s an important question. Jiji or coffee. Or better yet- the gym or Jiji.

It’s not important, it’s pointless. None of these are mutually exclusive, for me having to choose between them. The only mutually exclusive thing between Jiji and anything, is Jiji and my balcony...

[kjaejng]

What do you love more: coffee or Jiji.

How would you rather be rejected: by being unfollowed or blocked.

[hxnryz-archived]

Is it true that you sniff a lot of butts?

MEME: “IS IT TRUE THAT…” FINISH IT IN MY ASK BOX!↳ STATUS: Open!

No way. But I’d definitely sniff my own if I could reach it! — That was a joke. 

[kjaejng]

Or you're just snooty.

...Thanks.

[kjaejng]

23:Talk about a time someone turned you down.

"talk about" is a lot cuter than ask me

헐. Of course you would pick this one, out of all the possibilities. Are you going to mock me if I tell you that I haven’t ever really been turned down? Not when it comes to important things and people, anyway. And I’m not saying it just because I’m a narcissist. I suppose I’m just a lucky, pampered man like this. Whenever I ask for or pursue something--or someone--I usually end up getting it or them. Sometimes it’s not easy, sometimes it requires some work, odd ways and a bit (or a lot) of insistence, but the outcome is usually here. I’d like to think that it’s because I’m being generally reasonable when it comes to my life, needs and desires. Sure, I have some idealistic long-term goals and wishes, but when it’s here and now, I try to be realistic and go for things I know are within my reach--or just a little farther than it.

[jnsomean]

↳ Short starter for @sojiero

「🌸 」- “It’s so tiring trying to be confident when competing with so many talented rappers.” The briefest whine passed her lips.  

[hyojungah]

@sojiero ( from here )

    “I promise that I’m not messing with you!” Sojin claimed with a loud laugh and a bright smile, shaking her head vigorously as she held the container of ice cream close to her chest. The older females legs were crossed Indian style beneath herself, playing with the spoon a bit that was in her free hand. She kept repeatedly scratching at the inside rim of the ice cream container, pushing a bit of the chocolate delight more towards the center to be scooped up easier ever so often. “I licked a pole once outside of my house during the winter and got my tongue stuck, it was so painful.”

Even the stitches forming at her sides didn’t seem to be of much help to silence the laughter which essentially tipped her all the way down until she was on the ground. The ice cream the two shared was left forgotten in the back of her mind for some time, too caught up in the image which had automatically formed in her head. Situations like the one described by Sojin were ripped out of cartoons so naturally, Hyorin’s imagination went wild, perhaps too much for how the event truly happened. Whatever the case, she has an arm thrown over her stomach, clutching at it while almost pressing her face into the carpet but at least the fit was slowly reaching its end. “No way! No, that can’t be, unnie—! You’ve got to be joking, oh my god.” With much difficulty and vision blurred from the tears formed, she slowly pulls up even if the strength in her arms was no longer there, making the task more difficult than it should have been. “So how did you manage to get away from it, unnie? I didn’t mean to laugh like that but I swear—that sounds both funny and painful!”