his eyes, his freaking smile, the way he skips when he's happy, those dimples, don't forget those thigh damnn, and his piercing are hot, the way he sweats and drink from a freaking water bottle, his raspy deep voice *internally*
I intended to draw something with them first, or at least do this by hand, but I didn’t find myself with enough time or emotional stability. To be honest, the time they’re taking to settle things and all the talks we’ve heard have all made me very anxious (to no one’s fault but my own), and part of me doesn’t even feel like I can properly celebrate this anniversary. But regardless of all that, Infinite has been there for me during 7 years of my life now, and they’ve certainly made them better. I struggled with what to write underneath, not knowing what may come. But I realized that regardless of what happens, there’s one thing that hasn’t and won’t change: My love is Infinite.
For 10 weeks, Mark Haub, a professor of human nutrition at Kansas State University, ate one of these sugary cakelets every three hours, instead of meals. To add variety in his steady stream of Hostess and Little Debbie snacks, Haub munched on Doritos chips, sugary cereals and Oreos, too. Source