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So, my dream is to live in the present. for @outroindigo

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The Lighthouse (2019)

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how dare you.

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Do you enjoy normal things

no

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Do you believe that some endings will never change?

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2015 // 2022

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S-SIR 🥵 for anon ♡

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Why are you not active in wattpad anymore?

Wattpad isn't really my original platform for posting stories.. i just cross-post there selected stories hehehehe I'm mainly here most of the time!

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i love when tragedies are like “the love was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there”

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WHOA

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💖 [cr. namuspromised]

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happy valentines day to everyone 💘 it may not be a pleasant occasion for all but i am sending you my love and kisses !

xx kiwi

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Even A Forest Fire Dies Out

⌲ summary : it became from “Grab a coffee with me?” to “Why should I grab a coffee with you?” too fast for your liking. you had thought the both of you were so in love with each other—only to realise it was only you who had fallen into this trap of feelings. and as for jungkook, he might have just been as confused as you are.

⌲ pairing : ex-boyfriend!jungkook x reader

⌲ word count : 6.6k

⌲ genre : super angsty , lil smutty , flashbacks

⌲ warnings : vague smut, teasing

⌲ song :  I highly recommend you to listen to tokyo by our dear leader RM whilst reading this, you might just cry!!!

⌲ a /n : this story is actually based off my recent past relationship :-) I actually pull an all nighter to complete this story, i finished it up, got out of bed and headed for school LOL so please do take time to appreciate my 11pm-6am writing ;> aaaaaand i tried my luvs, hope y’all like it.

“Shit—fuck,”  You mutter a series of curses under your breath as you bent down in a haste, picking up all the pieces of papers that have escaped from your arms and scattered across the road by the river in a haphazard manner.

You silently chide the redundant wind in the city that was colder than necessary already.

Throwing the red scarf mindlessly behind your neck, you moved swiftly from place to place in a squatting position, retrieving the mischievous scraps of your psychology research papers. As if the documents had a mind of their own, they dance away from your reach with the help of an incoming strong breeze causing you to be disgruntled, almost stumbling forward in attempt to snatch your homework back. The wind seemed to be having fun playing with you, like a laser and you were the cat, you jumped from spot to spot in the bad fashion decision of wearing a miniskirt that unfortunate day, you wondered what an obscene sight you were giving to every passerby who laid their eyes on your frantic form.

Finally, you heaved a sigh of relief as what truly belonged to you—and not the stupid gale that signalled an impending rainfall— had been collected completely and you scanned the ground for any remnants of the wind’s doing. Calf muscles straining a little from the intense mini jump squats, you stretched before making your way home, this time clinging onto your papers tightly-

“Excuse me, is this yours?”

The suddenness of the voice makes you jump. And the familiarity of it makes your heart pound tenfolds harder.

Keep reading

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i used to write a lot, and i just saw your ask where you said that you had your writer block since 2019, i have mine since 2016 and it sucks so bad. hope it won't be this long for you. take care. you are really talented

for real.. i hope ure taking care as well! i realise it is so important to keep on writing and it's tough when i write on raw emotions but i havent been feeling much these few years.. it's sad, empty, and depressing really. thank u for your kind words, i want to slowly find that spark in me again. not through traumatic events or muses, but rather for the sole purpose of wanting to tell stories and pouring my feelings into words for my readers. may we find the light to this tunnel soon 💗

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i'm ok hehe