I’m glad to hear that you’re alright. [`nods`] Thanks for dropping by though,you’ve made my day.
You are very welcome. Na, it’s not that big of a deal but I am glad to hear that you liked it. Anyways, how have you been?
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I’m glad to hear that you’re alright. [`nods`] Thanks for dropping by though,you’ve made my day.
You are very welcome. Na, it’s not that big of a deal but I am glad to hear that you liked it. Anyways, how have you been?
lusensi respondeu a sua postagem “(/he jumps into your askbox, stumbling slightly before quickly regaining his balance with a sheepish smile curving his lips, rubbing the back of his neck afterwards) sorry about that, couldn't help but to come by and say hello!”
I couldn't pass the opportunity to meet a beautiful girl like your self. (/he said before clicking his tongue while smiling softly toward the other, offering his hand for a handshake afterwards) I'm luhan by the way, lu-not-gonna-steal-anything-han!
I'm Yang Jiwon. ' Jiwon laughed, pleased with his response as slender fingers slid into his hands, giving a firm shake. Not bad, Luhan--- ' He managed to get another laugh from her, a hand raising to seal such melody. Really? You'd look like the type to steal, maybe, kiddin'
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Son las una de la ma--
daehyunxbpd respondeu a sua postagem: daehyunxbpd replied to your post: … you have a...
{/sighs} but— i don’t wanna go on a diet… food is too precious
Maybe... Ah, I can't think of another back-up plan at midnight on a Tuesday. Let's just not have a solution and probably get fat enough to break what's tying us.
daehyunxbpd replied to your post: ...
you have a point there, friend..
Perhaps we should try dieting together, maybe that weightloss partner tale would be true--- heck we'd be dragging both weights.
if we were tied together then i would be like ah we'll be alright let's go eat some food
Daehyun,
what if we eat so much our wrists rapidly increase in size and soon enough our blood circulation isn't the best--
Our muse are tied up together, how does your muse react to this?
x; do i owe any replies?
(/he jumps into your askbox, stumbling slightly before quickly regaining his balance with a sheepish smile curving his lips, rubbing the back of his neck afterwards) sorry about that, couldn't help but to come by and say hello!
' Her gaze fixated on the male, a small remembrance of her coming to mind as she noted his lips, an unconscious smile spreading on her own, yet she hid it with a bite. Why couldn't you help so? Is there something around here you ought to steal? ' An eyebrow arched. .... Hello there.
Peter Pan Syndrome -- (uncountable) The supposed psychological phenomenon of immaturity among some men and women, who, like the fictional character, fail to assume appropriate adult social roles and responsibilities.
There’s a sound — scribbling of a pen, a mug being lifted and put down heavily onto the wooden desk in front of you. The man almost seems bewildred, fallen deeply in his own thoughts. He seems unreachable, eyes standing wild as he keeps scribbling, the papers already full and unreadable. But he keeps writing, he keeps writing about nothing in particular and everything in between, floating trough space and time. ”I’m Lee Soohyuk.” His raspy voice suddenly sounds, the pen still scribbling as he desperately takes another sip of the mug in front of him. ”Writer. Philosopher. Weird kid.” He mumbles, his voice sounds even more bewildred. And for a moment, you seem to feel sympathy for the man — He’s definetely not in the right state of mind.
”Lee Soohyuk” He repeats, voice hissing this time as his fist slams onto the wooden desk - Obviously scaring himself as he flinches. ”I’m-.. I’m sorry for that. I tend to overreact to things, it’s nothing personal. Look, I’ll make you a deal to make it up to you. I’ll tell you why I am not capable of treating myself the exact same as everyone does in this society, if you’ll reblog this post or follow me, alright?” You want to react, but he’s already gone, back into his thoughts.
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sexual thing: eating oreos after ~intercourse~ pretty huge turn on be honest
Oreos are my favorite tbh, turn on oh yes.
Oxygen because we need to breathe deeply before staring at Hoseok.