daesung

Fuck fuck fuck fuck


my fucking brain wont stop


but i cant fuck up my day


so imma make it up with fake smiles

MY NECK


MY BACK


MY ANXIETY ATTACKS

Huuuuuuue


I'm ordering some merch from kpopmerchandise. Pretty cool


I'm getting


- a dusk mask with JIN imprinted


- A baseball jacket with JIN's number and name on the back


- a tank top with JIN's number  on the front and back, and his name only on the back


- POSSIBLY A BIGBANG NECKLACE. IDK. I wanna save up for my boyfriend too...

Dance BTS, dance.

I find Alexander Hamilton strong.


wait.


wouldnt that mean


his name is


aflexander hamiltom


im not sorry

OUI OUI MON AIME


J'MAPPELLE LAFAYETTE


THE LANCELOT OF THE REVOLUTIONARY SET


I CAME FROM AFAR


JUST TO SAY BONSOIR


TELL THE KING CASSE TOI


WHO IS THE BEST? 





C'EST MOI

Dying is easy


Living is harder

I'm listening to Awake and Stigma and I'm crying xd 

shinee rules

-leaves a paw print-

I got a feel, I got a feelnan jom jjeoreo!


who knows the song. 


if you do, i love you lawl

Part of my non-fiction story! Enjoy


I Don't Have A Name
By Anita Winchester (author name I use)


   Beginning


I don't have a name, simple. 
You don't call me Sally, 
not Mary, 
not Jordan or Carey.
I simply do not have a name.


Some call me "unknown", but that's not my name.
Others call me "whoever you are", but they've got it wrong.
Some just make a name for me, but I cannot respond to that call.


They set my phone contact to "Person" on their phones.
When they call for me they say "Hey you!"
When they whisper about me....
Well. That's something I do not know
I don't know what they call me.
Behind the whispers of hatred or maybe even secret admiration.
But I highly doubt it.


Maybe if I isolated myself then they would stop,
Maybe if I didn't speak they would ignore me.
Maybe for once if I stayed silent, then they would not respond to me.


So instead of crying tears,
I'm facing my worst fears,
And not giving away
Any emotion at all.



Chapter One


The school bell chimed and my pencil slipped out of my hands.
"Still writing silly poetry, huh?" Someone laughed.
I felt my stomach drop. Ignoring their cruel behavior, I stand up and exit the classroom. As I am walking, I start to look around at my environment.
Oh, look, locker kissing. Perfect.
Oh my god, another fight against those two morons? I think they need to learn how to get along.
Shit! I dropped a book, pick it up. Continue walking, starting with your right leg...
Turn right.
Walk around these... these slow walkers.
Goddamn people, let me through. 
I don't wanna be late or my teacher will kill me!
"Excuse me!" I said, just pushing through them. My thoughts were interrupted when I was stopped.
"Why'd you do that?"
I turned around, a tall male stood in front of me.
"They were slow. People need to learn to walk." I tapped my fingers against my hip.
"Just chill, alright?" He demanded with a soft but stern tone.
I realized who he was. Damian? That's his name. I panicked, If this dude keeps stopping me then the other girls will start picking on me! Go away, Damian!
"What's your name... uhh" 
"Mallory... Hannah Mallory..." I said, disgusted at my own name.
He smiled a bit, which confused his friends, "Pretty name, I suppose."
"You suppose?" I ask.
"I'm kidding. Come on." He laughed a bit, letting go of my arm that he had used to stop me.
Am I really flirting with this idiot? Ugh. I'm gonna be late, Damian!
"And you are.. Damian?" I asked him.
"Yeah, yeah. But I wanted to ask you something."
The music started. One minute till the bell.
"Yeah? Hurry up."
Fifty seconds till the bell.
"I was wondering... err.. how do I put this?"
Forty seconds till the bell.
"Come on, Damian! Spit it out! I gotta go!"
Thirty seconds till the bell.
"Maybe you wanted to go to a movie with me?"
Time stopped.
What in the blazes did he just ask me? He barely knows me! I'm not even his type! I'm ugly and profound. Mean and very corrective... why me? Why not that stupid Lily McAllister? She's his type!
Twenty seconds till the bell.
"Err... sure," I jotted down my number and gave it to him, "Just text me later! I have to go!" I sped off.
Ten seconds till the bell.
I jumped in my classroom, frantically pulling out my school iPad and writing down our daily warmups.
The bell chimed.
That was close... er.. stupid warmup! What should I write about? A cricket whose into James Bond? Ha! A seal who likes Barbies? A tiger who is scared of blood? A lion who is weak?
A thought flashed.
My poem!


 Chapter Two


My name isn't Terri, 
Nor is it Joe.
I can't considered,
A boy or a girl.


I'm simply a human,
Worthless and lost.
Tumbled on rocks,
Struggled with thoughts.


My life moves forward,
Thoughts in despair,
My head pounding pain,
My words be flares.


My friends, they are animals.
My relief, is the sea.
My thoughts, are the void,
That keep me fulled, but not with joy.


The love I search,
Is nowhere in sight.
Alone inflight,
On the plane called life.
Tumbles and turns,
Lightning and churns,
Scare me to my height.



I blinked.
Fifty minutes till the bell.
Blink, listen, write. Goddamn, why can't I get this correct?
Oh! Nevermind. I got 100%.
I'm really good at this, and everything else.
Math is an exception, I am not good at that.
Infact, I do better in school than I do with my life.
You worthless piece of shit, shut up.
I'm sure people have worse problems than you.
Forty minutes till the bell.
Shit! I onlt got forty minutes to do this!
Not enough time. What do I do afterschool? 
Damian, he's gonna text me sooner or later.
I wanna check my phone.
I stand up and approach my teacher's desk.
"Mr. Touissant?" I say quietly.
He looks up, "Yes, Hannah?"
I flinch at my name, "May I go to the restroom?"
He hesitates before answering. I tap my fingers against my pocket, in which my phone is in.
"Yes, go ahead."
I nod in thanks and rush to the bathroom.
Alright, check phone.
Text messages.
One new message.
Read it. 
It's from Damian.
Good.
"Hey, so... what movie did you wanna see?" The text read.
I hesitated, What if he wants to see a guy movie? Action? I like those... maybe I should ask him... "Maybe," I began to type, "We can see Assassin's Creed. That movie."
Send.
Wait.
Typing box, showing that he is typing.

School dance today. I decided to troll everyone by requesting "Blue (Da Ba Dee)" by Effiel 65 about 60 times in the system.

Im bored so Im just gonna put lyrics from Blood Sweat and Tears if you dont mind


Jimin, Jungkook, V, Jin, Jhope, Suga, Rapmon

• English Translation
  
• Romanized Lyrics
  

My blood sweat and tears, my last dance
Take it all
My blood sweat and tears, my cold breath
Take it all
My blood sweat and tears


My blood sweat and tears and
My body mind and soul
Know well that I am yours
This is a spell that will punish me
Peaches and cream
Sweeter than sweet
Chocolate cheeks
and chocolate wings
But your wings are the devil’s
Before your sweetness there is bitter bitter
Kiss me, it doesn’t matter if it hurts, make it tighter
So that it can’t even hurt anymore
Baby it’s okay to get drunk, now I drink you
Deep into my throat, the whisky that is you


My blood sweat and tears, my last dance
Take it all
My blood sweat and tears, my cold breath
Take it all


I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot
I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot
I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot
I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot


It doesn’t matter if it hurts, make it tighter so I can’t escape
Hold me tight and shake me so I’ll be unconscious
Kiss me on the lips lips, this is a secret between the two of us
I am addicted to prison that is you
I cannot worship anyone else beside you
I knowingly drank from the poisoned chalice


My blood sweat and tears, my last dance
Take it all
My blood sweat and tears, my cold breath
Take it all


I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot
I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot
I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot
I want you a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot a lot


Kill me softly
Close my eyes with your caress
Jin/Jimin
I can’t reject it anyway
I can’t even escape anymore
You are too sweet, too sweet
Because you are too sweet


My blood sweat and tears
My blood sweat and tears








Not my coding lol

Do you know how many times I've read the milk fic.

I think my favorite joke in the anime world would have to be:


If Eren, Marco and Jean made a TV show, it would be called...


 


 


Two and A Half Men 

Being in Spanish is fun

What's stupid is that I have PE for 1st Period.


But hey, I have U.S. History afterwards so 1+ for me :,D

Chicken nuggets. Chicken nuggets. Chicken nuggets.


wut

I wish I had better friends.


Literally the only person I trust now is my boyfriend.


Not my best friend...

Heyyyy!

Welp! Off to hell!


er.. *cough* school, I meant... 


xdd