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society if i finished a single thing i started
can you guess who this is about (oh gee I wondrr)
Not to sound desperate or anything haha,
Tomorrow............
Hanzo sat on the couch reading one of his archery magazines. Mei had never been able to wrap her head around where he got them from, but she loved watching him read the articles. As always, he held one of those cheesy "#1 Archer" mugs Mei made for him filled with tea in one hand and the magazine he had vertically folded in half, in the other one. He looked grumpy, maybe he wasn't satisfied with one of the authors' views on a new bow model or something like that-- Mei couldn't tell. Smiling, the chubby woman approached the couch and sat down right next to her spouse. Once she was seated, Mei kissed Hanzo's neck. To her surprise, he cringed as her lips touched his skin. "Mei?" he asked without looking up from his magazine. "Uh... Yes?" "What was that?" Obviously embarrassed, Mei-Ling tried to think of an explanation but all she could say was "... Affection, Hanzo..." "Disgusting." Mei sat there silently, her eyes widened in shock. Did she make this awkward? They had been together for nearly two years now, they lived together. Was he really still this uncomfortable with open affection? After an awfully long silence, Hanzo opened his mouth again. "Can you... Do it again?" Immediately Mei's expression lightened up again. "Of course!"
And sometimes, when the world seems to be moving on and spinning, why does it seem like I’m stuck in the past? Why can’t I breathe when there’s so much oxygen to go around? Why can’t I live when there’s so much ahead of me? Why can I only stay here- entrapped and forever held by a mistake I didn’t mean to make…? Why? And yet my questions will never be answered.
toki writes - on bad days and bad decisions