i-love-connections

So I was rewatching the Celebrity Bromance episode when I noticed something..When the fan approached Jungkook with a snack,he was very flattered and very kindly accepted it…

However,when he later wanted to open the snack,he didn’t open it the way it should be opened,aka like this

…but ripped it from the side.

Why?So he wouldn’t rip the fan’s message and it would remain untouched 

….Jeon Jungkook everybody..he…he is a good soul…

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I havn’t even finished the first episode and I know this is going to be awesome. 

DOOM

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“And in that last moment, the snag that keeps him from going there is Eliza. Because… he leaves her behind with a lot.”
— Lin Manuel Miranda, Hamilton’s America.

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The most relatable Yurio moment was when he ignored his coach orders and ate the tasty grandpa food

ALSO PLEASE LOOK THAT THE PIROHKIS IS A “PORK CUTLET PIROZKIS,” PLEASE SOMEONE HOLD ME YURIO”S GRANDPA LITERALLY  MADE HIS SIGNATURE  DISH WITH A PORK CUTLET THEAME CAUSE HIS GRANDSON SAID IT WAS GOOD

HOLD MEEEEEE

There’s a Korean word my grandma taught me. It’s called jung. It’s the connection between two people that can’t be severed, even when love turns to hate. You still have those old feelings for them; you can’t ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.
—  Jenny Han, P.S. I Still Love You
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We have spilled much ink, you and I, in our discussion of human connection. And we are no closer to understanding than we were when the correspondence began. I often fear as if I’m standiong on one side of a wide chasm, shouting across, and wondering if the response I hear comes from you, or if it is my own voice echoing back to me.

It seems to me on my side of the canyon, the search for unity with another is the font of much of the world’s unhappiness. I watch as Watson, eager as ever to extract some meaning from the prevailing social conventions, endures a series of curated mating rituals. It seems to me that she is incrementally less content each time she returns from one.

I conduct myself as though I am above matters of the heart, chiefly because I have seen them corrode people I respect, but in my candid moments I sometimes wonder if I take this stance I do because love, for lack of a better word, is a game I failed to understand, and so I opt not to play.

After all, if I truly had the purity of all my convictions, I wouldn’t regret so many of the things I have done.

Nor would I persist against so many of my better instincts in this correspondence. I find you a challenge, one that in spite of all you’ve done continues to stimulate, and so the conversation, futile though it may finally be, continues, and we are left to wonder - have we simply failed to find the answers to the questions that preoccupy us or can they not be answered at all. Fortunately, for both of us, the world always presents the next diversion… - Sherlock Holmes

i was being dumb earlier so this happened