“You're kidding, right? That's bullshit.”
"I'm not fucking lying. If you don't believe me then leave." She stomped her foot causing the ground to shake slightly. It wasn't her fault.
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“You're kidding, right? That's bullshit.”
"I'm not fucking lying. If you don't believe me then leave." She stomped her foot causing the ground to shake slightly. It wasn't her fault.
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Han Taehwa
Dear [future] boyfriend,
Dear future boyfriend,
first of all, I have no idea who you are yet but hopefully you are a good person who treats me well and doesn't make me regret the fact that I'm your girlfriend.
Hmm... I promise to make you breakfast and lunch whenever I have time and I'll also give you lots of hugs and kisses. I hope you don't mind.
Ah, please hurry and start dating me soon, ne? I promise to be the best girlfriend for you and never disappoint you. Well, at least I'm gonna try.
I know I'm not perfect but you'll still love me, right? Even after finding out that I'm really not a good cook. I'll probably set your kitchen on fire. -- Minah, your future girlfriend and your personal chef
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Jiwon smiled as she woke up, looking out the window to see there was a lovely sunny day over Seoul. She putted on a light shorts with a long top over that almost reached over her butt, on the top it said "#Yesallwomen" It was light grey with black letters, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled some at her outfit. after grabbing her book and keys she got on her flowered flat shoes and headed outside.
she started walking down to the café she had gotten familliar with the past days after she moved to Seoul. As she got there she smiled at the lady behind the counter who seemed to remember her "I'd like a cup of tea please" the lady smiled at her before handing her a cup with warm water and pointed at some tea she could choose between. After paying and choosing her tea, as well as getting some sugar and a spoon, she walked over to a table by the window and sat down, looking outside for a moment before taking her book and started to read. From time to time she'd lift her look to see who entered the café.
taexhwa answered to your post “If i make a para starter will it just stand will someone reply or...”
if you feel like it you can tag me in one and i'll get back to it later today-- huhu.
okay i can do that~ -smiles-
"Be Careful!"
She quickly glanced at him rolling her eyes a little. “I am always careful.”, with that said she quickly sat down on the fence, one wrong move and she would fall probably. Behind her was nothing, the ground was good 6 meters away from where she sat now. In front of her was grass, and a few flowers. “If I do fall down, tell my friends I loved them— or something.”, she let out a quiet laugh, wrapping her fingers around the fence to have more support.
She was drunk, beyond words, as she had gone out earlier that night. After the advice of a friend, she had left the house on her way to something along the lines of a bar, to possibly meet new people, though she wasn't so keen on that. She had found one rather quickly, where she stepped in and ordered herself a drink, however rather than taking a drink and walking up to people to make new possible friends, she stayed seated where she was, finishing her drink and ordering a new one, repeating that process maybe about six to seven times. Hence she had gotten to this point, wandering around the barely lit streets at night, swaying from side to side. She was on her way home, yet completely unaware she had been walking in the wrong direction. Minutes and minutes of slow strutting passed, and she still had no idea where she was, the influence of the alcohol had only made her mind more wary than it usually already was. Whilst walking, or rather dragging herself along the street, she had missed the broken tile on the ground, causing her stumble over it and collide with the floor in a rather harsh manner, knees and palms scraping along the ground and a pained grunt passing her lips. 'Fuck.'
》taexhwa; better than I've been lately!