Alright but the fact that Hobi has obviously been working on this track for a long time, including the intense af HYYH pt 2 preparations and the Run promotions, which we all know have been one of the most intense schedules we’ve seen in a long time, goes to show his dedication and love for music and also the faith he has in himself. I’m so proud and so happy that he decided to just drop this blessing on us from out of nowhere, because even though it’s an amazing song, when you think about the effort that’s gone into it- the loss of sleep, the stress, the probable second guessing about whether or not he should go through with the release (because let’s be real everybody in BTS is really hard on themselves and set’s the standard for their craft very high)- it gives the track a whole other feel. Hobi should be proud of himself, and we should be proud of him too.

Recordando momentos Wigetta  #161

Willy: ¿Dónde estás, Vegetta?

Vegetta: Dando vueltas a- al círculo central.

Willy: Te quiere matar, espera le mato, le mato, bajo y le mato, bajo y le mato, bajo y le mato. ¡Vegetta por ti doy la vida eh!  (me dio justo en el corazón ಥ_ಥ)

Willy: La vida y la muerte.

Staxx: Bueno, bueno, bueno, aquí hay amor (en este instante muero ;-;)

Willy: Miira, ¡¡métele, métele, métele, métele, Vegetta!!…

Vegetta: ¡Que solo llevo una flor, que solo llevo una flor!!, ¿Cómo quieres que le meta?

Willy: Ahora huye me cago en tu padre, sal pa´ca´.

Vegetta: Hey, buena. ¡Willy, Willy, Willy! Aquí están peleando, aquí están peleando.

Willy: ¡Vegetta pilla esto, Vegetta pilla esto detrás!

Vegetta: Yo llevo una flor, ¿Dónde estás?

MINUTO: 1:00


* Willy mata a otro jugador* *Willy se quema por accidente*

Vegetta: Que te quemas, chiqui.

*Willy le da unas cuantas cosas a Vegetta*

Vegetta: Gracias. ¡Willy, Willy, Willy!

*Vegetta le lanza una flor*

*Willy la toma*

Willy: Muchas gracias, tío. Una flor para otra flor.

*Vegetta ríe tierno*

MINUTO: 1:27

Justo en el heart ;-;

I want to be the one

I want to be the one that you want to kiss under the mistletoe. 

The one that you share your deepest darkest secrets with.

The one that you want to buy a house with.

The one that you come home to after work, and tell about your silly co worker.

The one that you trust to hold your drink at the bar while you go to the washroom.

The one that you share an ice cream Sundae with. 

The one that knows exactly how you like your eggs and coffee and has it ready for you on the dining room table when you wake up for work.

The one that you share a new song with that you heard on the radio. 

The one that you don’t have to “try” to love. 

The one that you introduce to your parents, and aren’t worried because you know they will love me. 

The one you want to buy a house, and build a family with.

I just want to be the one you want, forever.