$silly

Hello.

I am confused as to why people keep making the joke that Monsta X are/will become male strippers…? They are kpop idols and trained hard and went through a lot of shit to be a proper kpop idol group–not to be called male strippers. Where and how did that joke come into existence…? Some of them don’t even pull their shirts up all the way during the Hero dance simply because they don’t want to!

And the joke that Wonho likes to take off his clothes just for the hell of it?? I guess you didn’t see how many times he tried to close up his shirt after he opened it during that Stuck performance and that moment during his solo vlive when a fan told him to show his abs and he shyly pulled his shirt close because he hadn’t noticed his chest was slightly showing. The look in his eyes looked so sad and ashamed as though it was his own fault that someone was looking at him in that way. He said he likes to work out for his health and to relieve stress–not to satisfy your sexual fantasies. 

I mean really now please stop.

Keep it real, Monbebe. And non-monbebe…please just respect our boys.

We went to the store and I was putting the stuff in the trunk. It was very windy and sometimes when it’s windy the tote bags will get blown away. One of the tote bags we have is a Steven Universe one.

So my mom says “Don’t let Steven fly away!”

And my little sister just starts busting up, because that’s pretty much the ending of “I Am My Mom” haha

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS!

I did this before my exams started so I could upload it today. And about not making anything for you. I lied. Sorry. I wanted to make a surprise. I hope you like it!

You mean so much to me, and I’m sooo glad I met you. You were the first friend I ever made here, and I’m happy that we still are. You’re more than a friend to me. You’re part of my family. My lovely and adorable Big Sister!

I hope you have a lovely day sweetie!

Love you ~

@little-noko

In Love

Waking up to the sound of you showering
& you playing our favorite songs
My heart would get so warm
It was so cold those foggy mornings
I would curl into a ball & pretend to be asleep
just to feel you wake me up & you
would be the first thing I would want to see
I would hear you tell me “I know you’re up dork”
I look back & smile
I’m sorry I never told you that & I’m also sorry you’ll never know
I still replay those foggy mornings
I know those mornings might not even cross
your mind anymore, but they cross mine
Those are the moments where I felt fine
& not feel like my whole world crumbles
everyday because you’re not here

silly-song-maiden  asked:

I couldn’t agree with you more about tattoo thievery, I also consider it exceptionally disrespectful to steal something so personal from someone. Not only that, but it speaks volumes about the lack of depth and personal style of the tattoo thief, clearly they don't have any decent ideas of their own to draw upon. I'm very sorry that this has happened to you, it is utterly unfair.

Yeah, I just don’t know how someone could do that.:( Always change at least SOMETHING about it!😭 Its fine to take inspiration. I don’t own the quote. I don’t own quotes-in-frames. Those things are super common, I’m totally aware of that. There are LOADS of things that could have been done to make their own custom piece from it, but its just EXACTLY the same, except shit. Its different for like, little things that loads of people get, like a little infinity symbol or something, but for something that was CLEARLY a custom design, why??

I spent ages piecing that together, trying out different frames and fonts, repositioning things a million times, waited like a year before I got it to be 100% sure I really loved it… and then someone just takes a picture of my tattoo to some shitty artist like “HEY SLAP THIS ON ME WOULDYA?”

People may think I’m overreacting, but I’m seriously so angry and upset about it, its not ok.

Margarita Crocktail

Acceptance is a crock
Especially when you don’t have it
I will mix up my pain into one
Of those more palatable fruity cocktails
For your partaking pleasure
Pick your poison…margarita?
Rim my wounds with salt
Lime wedge the edge
Make sure a bit of both gets in, as if
It doesn’t sting enough already
Drink it up until you’re drunk
Swill ‘til you can’t see
Go ahead, this one’s on me
Maybe then you’ll consider
Me a poet, instead of a wannabe
When I can write like writers write
When I write like you

Quite probably, the most ordinary and boring outcome of the approaching situation is to be expected. But the mere POSSIBILITIES make my stomach flutter and my mind spin. Everything could change at any given moment, could turn into any possible future. And sometimes, at 3 am, when the world is quiet, I am almost sure I can see them all unfold at once. It is scarily beautiful.