breaking hearts everywhere ;_;
( Lily / Crow /) I get butterflies when I think about myself.
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the very sentence from the male made victor bursted out laughing out into eternity. self attraction, a pretty common thing really. there’s nothing wrong about lovin’ yourself a little too much. “man, i gotta note that one as the greatest quote i’ve ever heard in all my entire fucking life. ya might as well MASTURBATE to yourself in the mirror, hah!” the male never stopped grinning within the paused seconds of his own speech. for a moment, this is probably the community for the egoistic to communicate, because who’d we redeemed more important than ourselves. families? friends? — hah, a big fuck no.
the male quietly gotten up from his chair, fingers hiding itself against the pockets of his oversized coat. feet taking it’s own steps around the older male with his eyes never parting away, before settling with his back leaning against the bookshelf, eyebrows slightly arched into a questioning manner. “so, would you mind telling me what the absolute fuck are you doing here in the broad daylight inside my house? you don’t need to be so polite, hyung. we’re all FRIENDS here.”
nvklai:
“That makes no sense man. We might as well save ourselves from ordering a movie and play some video games, or go out and cause some… What’s the word again?” Nikolai suddenly furrowed his eyebrows, he just couldn’t think of the word in Korean. “волнение.” He turned his attention back to his friend as if he was going to know the answer. If only his sister was around then he would know. “Anyways, quit being sarcastic. What do you want to do? I’m tired of staring at the walls.”
“but man, when do i had ever made any SENSE.” victor scoffs out, letting his orbs absentmindedly lingered longer on that very black patch of the walls above. boredom kills, and it fucking hurts. “you hardly even make any sense with your goddamn russian as well.” again for the thousandth time of the day that his word came loose from his lips without any thought, probably sounding a little rude than intended but his friend would’ve gotten used to it by now. hell, everyone that he hangs out with HAS to get used to it by now. “i’m not being sarcastic,” yeah, bullshit. “there’s just so many fucking things to do in this world but we couldn’t seemed to picked one off the top of our list.”
"If I go to hell, I’m just going to torture everyone by continually asking if it’s hot in here of if it’s just me. "
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“now, you’ve seemed to be doing a very good job despite the fact that i am not in hell, YET.” he crossed his arms and his legs, body leaning further into the leather of the sofa with his fingers busily tapping away on his phone. the menu that victor had ordered for today’s breakfast hasn’t arrived yet, and damn he really needs to get going to class. lifting his gaze back up towards his female friend, his lips crooked into a smile. “but i guess you could say that to those that are in hell SPIRITUALLY, that’d fucking works as well. does not work against me though, so don’t you even try. oh, also — i’m still wondering how you managed to hang out with me without slapping me though, i kinda need the answer for science.”
To quote Hamlet, act three, scene three, line ninety two, “no.” -Jinmi
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“i just couldn’t grasp into conclusion as to WHY you’ve just rejected my greatest quote of romeo and juliet’s act one scene five line a hundred and three, ‘O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do’. a romeo needs his juliet’s kiss, y’know. because of broken heart and teenage dream, they’ve died prematurely, do you want the history to replicate?” victor grunted out a response, lips meekly curved into a smile, fingers fully resting against the table with his body lean slightly forward so he could get a good look at the female across. “seems like i’ve remembered this quote for nothing — but fine, would you still be quoting hamlet if i treat you to coffee or something?” a boy never knows when to quit, and he probably is categorised to be one of them.
It’s not the drugs that make a drug addict, it’s the need to escape reality.
—Sense8 (via maluneetmesetoiles)
Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on?
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the younger male watched the older with much pity conveying within his brown orbs, sympathy that he lacks so much starts to kicked in. (thank god it did, or victor would’ve redeemed that he had turned heartless and uses that to his advantages.) now that he had a thought about it, yoongi is probably too immersed all night with his psychotic blood dripping, guts spilling death of an unknown teenage girl in the middle of a fucking cornfield of how do you say, literature for those dark circles to appear, same goes to the unwashed hair of being a little too stubborn with getting up and letting water running against you. wait, how does one even survived not sleeping nor showering again? a fucking ghost, i’m telling ya. God has given 8 perfect hours to sleep, and victor is well known of the abuser of this rule. adding an extra sleeping hour is just one thing, but to stay up all night with hands smudged in ink isn’t that much of an ideal.
“gross.” he scrunched his nose, wrapping tissues around his hand so he could just touch yoongi without getting germs in his hand. it’s probably exaggerating, but he IS aiming exaggeration. “at this point you’re turning into one of junji itou’s inking mess. go to shower before you became all mouldy or something.”
Why don’t people do random nice things for me? You know, send me a message, draw me, paint me, send me three hundred thousand dollars.
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“how amusing, i was just thinking the same thing!” victor faked a laugh, eyes crescent upwards at the female above, but his emotions never reached his eyes. the male simply feign a shrug while straightening his posture straight. how do i even fucking respond to this? directing his eyes away from the female’s line of sight, his fingers jamming into the rigid pocket of his jeans with his eyes rolled at the very conversation they’re having. “i mean, PLENTY of people send me messages, plenty draws and paint for me already.” his voice spoken out in a dull tone, fingers counting the numbers yet to no avail. “but if you want a quick cash, lotteries exists, y’know. lotteries needs luck though, do you want MINE?”Ask Memes;; Tumblr Post Edition
- And then Satan said “put the alphabet in math”.
- Sometimes I think I’m sassy and then I realise I’m just too sarcastic and borderline mean.
- Do my dark undereye circles and unwashed hair turn you on?
- I love sunglasses! Am I looking at that tree? Am I looking at your dick? Who knows!
- This is the police, open up, tell me about yourself, don’t be afraid.
- Raise your hand if you’re a lil’ bit of an asshole.
- Why don’t people do random nice things for me? You know, send me a message, draw me, paint me, send me three hundred thousand dollars.
- I am three years behind on math homework.
- I don’t like your clothes; take them off.
- What if you start making car alarm noises when people you don’t like touch you?
- Hey, is your girlfriend seeing anyone?
- I get butterflies when I think about myself.
- When you see a good body and you just can’t think of a good pun. IT’s dev-ass-tating.
- Umm… hi. My friend wanted to know if you think I’m hot.
- To quote Hamlet, act three, scene three, line ninety two, “no.”
- I never run voluntarily so if you see me running, you should probably run too because something must be coming.
- I’ve got a masters degree in being ignored.
- I will do a lot of things, but admitting to my mum that I’m cold after she told me to bring a jacket isn’t one of them.
- Dads are either too nice or assholes; there’s no in between.
- On a scale of fake pockets to nachos, how good is your idea?
- I’m alive, but only ironically.
- I’ve been in a bad mood since two thousand and seven.
- No, you’re not as funny as me. Stop trying.
- Just suck my dick, bro. I said no homo like, five times.
- I love it when people try to hurt my feelings because I don’t have any.
- -sighs- Why am I better than everyone?
- I don’t trust people who can look good with messy hair.
- If my jokes offend you - one; I’m sorry. Two; it won’t happen again. Three; one and two are lies. Four; you’re a pussy.
- If I go to hell, I’m just going to torture everyone by continually asking if it’s hot in here of if it’s just me.
- My love is like a candle; if you forget me, I will burn your fucking house down.
- Let’s play a game called “Guess My Sexuality”.
- I’m angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me.
- Are you from Europe because europiece of shit.
❝ Jewelries, mansions and those pretty girls that you see in magazines —
don’t you at least a tad envy that i had it all? ❞
jinhwan victor song. self proclaimed king. ( like, follow, reblog)
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