Sep 13, 2014
solairez replied to your post “Your anon concerns me.”
This one is quite special.
Indeed... He is.
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solairez replied to your post “Your anon concerns me.”
This one is quite special.
Indeed... He is.
Your anon concerns me.
Yeah... I never get anons, and when I do, they're always very exotic.
shout out to solairez for not getting down even as she gets shit on. you go girl!
solairez liked your post:Hyuna is red, red is hyuna. Hyuna is a monkey’s...
Aye, don't like that.
solairez said: "… Same."
"I've overworked myself to the brink of exhaustion."
Dear Solar!
Dear Yongsun,
Now I think I shouldn't've told people I'd write these, 'cause this one's hard. Not that I don't like ya' or whatever, 'cause that's not it at all-- hm.
I like ya' a lot, actually. Ya' do a lotta stupid things, and I guess I do, too, but at the same time, I kinda want to stop you from doin' stupid things. I'm not sure if that makes sense to anybody but me, but-- words ain't really my thing, so you'll just have t' deal.
I guess what I'm tryna' say's that I'd like to protect you from bad things and hopefully help ya' t' make better decisions in the future. Not that you've made any bad decisions-- fuck me, this isn't comin' out like I wanted it to. D'you know what I mean? At all? Jesus.
You're small and fragile lookin' and I wanna make sure nothin' bad happens to ya', alright? That's it. Leave me alone.
With whatever, moth queen KJY.
"Can you hear me?"
♚ — “Well,” he huffs softly, meandering through the desperate crowds of people whilst balancing his phone between his ear and shoulder—all the while holding a few (hundred, maybe) bags with each finger. He sighs heavily, wondering why it happened to be so crowded. “I can hear you— ‘scuse me, thank you..”
He decides to bravely shift his hands, putting all the weight on one of his little hands as he uses the now free appendage to skilfully hold up his phone to his ear, puffing his cheeks as he exhales through his nose, taking a quick rest stop by a fountain full of just darling kids splashing and screaming with water guns.
"I can hear you— I— okay, I got everything you need, and if there’s anything you need for me to go back to the store for, just give me the—" he pauses upon getting sprayed violently in the face by a sputter of water from one of the children who decided it would be fun—to you know—spray the man with a bunch of shopping bags on the phone. With a dripping face, he smiles easily, closing his eyes for a moment before exhaling his next words, "…the word… give me the word."
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She just kept going on and on and on and L.Joe was at wits end. He grit his teeth before firmly, but gently, placing his hands on her shoulders to get her to pay attention to him as he spun her around so that they were now face to face. "No, you have to stop." He said simply, his tone and features of a stern manner.