over being forever alone

se7enteen-kun  asked:

Hellooooooo!!!!! I just went through your entire and I am bursting with feels!!!!!!! I especially love your doctor! svt i am SOFT hnnnggg I am a psychology graduate so when I saw psychiatrist! Jun I was like "OHMYGOD ASJDVNDJCKWNR" *breathes* anyways can you please do a psychiatrist! Jun???? PLS PLS PLS 💖💖 thank you in advance!!!! 😚😚😚

jgkgfjk thats so cute !!! ur made for each other lmao:~) and of course, here u are❣❣❣

  • just for the purpose of this imagine, u are an emotional drunk who, one day, ends up sitting outside a club just quietly sobbing to urself
  • eventually u get fed up of bawling over being forever alone and as u go to stand u lose ur balance and are about to get a mouthful of concrete
  • but then someone grabs ur arm and steadies u
  • u look up and the most good looking guy who’s ever graced this earth is standing there
  • he just says “oops. careful” before sitting u back down and joining u on the kerb
  • then he kinda slurs “i’ve been watching u crying for the past 20 minutes. that’s impressive”
  • u don’t reply and just kind of weakly hit him in the arm
  • then he says “luckily for u, i’m a psychiatrist major”
  • u glare at him thinking he’s just trying to be funny so he says “look, i’ll show u”
  • then he clears his throat and puts on this formal voice and asks: “so what brings u here??”
  • u reply “i’m lonely and life is hard and no one would dance with me”
  • “how does that make u feel??”
  • u sniff and mumble: “sad”
  • “what makes the sadness better??”
  • “alcohol. chocolate. box sets”
  • “if u could wave a magic wand and make anything better, what would it be??”
  • u think for a few moments and say “a boyfriend maybe”
  • ur little drunk counselling session session continues for an hour or two and u basically end up telling him ur entire life story
  • .. although u wouldn’t actually be able to remember this all the next morning or even on the taxi ride home (which ur new friend kindly escorted u to and paid for)
  • u completely forget all about it until a few days later one of ur friends asks who the hot guy who shoved u into a cab was
  • and even then u can’t recall 75% of ur conversation
  • then when ur waiting for ur bus that week, the person lingering next to u peeks over ur shoulder at ur phone and goes “oh, so is that the best friend who constantly ditches u for her fuck-boy acquaintance??”
  • and u just feel ur body go cold
  • u look to ur left and there in all his glory stands ur kerb crying buddy with the most effortlessly beautiful grin on his face
  • u immediately flush a shade of pink and hide ur phone and say “can u like. forget the entire conversation we had please”
  • he just smirks and replies “u owe me £190 for a 2 hour session. plus the taxi ride home”
  • u start panicking like what the hell i did not sign up for this and contemplate just running away but he reads ur expression and coolly says “it’s okay if u don’t have the money. i like coffee. and i’m free every day after work from 4″
  • and u realise he’s offering to go on multiple dates with u
  • ur still kind of shell shocked so he slips ur phone out ur hand and adds in his number before waving goodbye as his bus arrives
  • purely out of boredom u end up texting him later that day and accidentally arrange a coffee date
  • these coffee dates become a regular occurrence consisting of “ur-very-generous-and-caring-and-handsome-psychiatrist-dr-wen junhui-but-u-can-call-me-jun” asking about ur day and how everything is going
  • and at the start ur kind of hesitant to spill, if not mildly suspicious as to why a random stranger would actually want to listen to u
  • initially ur just the one venting
  • and ur actually pleasantly surprised that he actually seems be attentive
  • he’ll sit there looking completely emerged in everything ur saying and nodding thoughtfully and generally seeming genuinely interested even when ur talking about something irrelevant like the fact that ur neighbour’s cat is obsessed with yelling at ur door as ur trying to sleep or how ur friends never notice when u cut ur hair
  • u feel so grateful for him for his little sessions that u try asking him things in return
  • and then, gradually, u seem to get to know each other more and more
  • eventually they’re not rly ‘therapy sessions’ but more like .. actual coffee dates
  • he starts walking u home or lending u his umbrella if it rains or just subtle things that make ur heart go !!! when u think about it
  • he’ll always give u his jacket even when it’s not cold just bc he thinks u look cute wearing it and loves taking adorable candids of u
  • each time u get up to pay he’ll spam ur phone with selfies and act innocent when u return
  • at the same time he will change his contact name in ur phone to something new every day. it can be anything from “wen junWOW” to “bad a$$” to “mengnan” [hunk in chinese]
  • after a few weeks u calculate that you should’ve paid off ur ‘debt’ or whatever, meaning u presume jun wouldn’t want to continue seeing u
  • but when u bring it up one day on the way home he gives u this smirk and says “then i guess i’ll have to start paying for coffee in the future”
  • ur kind of confused so ask “do u treat all ur patients like this?? like .. do u flirt with all of them??”
  • he’s clearly taken aback but quickly recollects himself and smoothly says: “but ur not a patient. ur my date”
  • he disappears before u can even question what he just said
  • that night u can’t stop thinking about what he said
  • like. ur dating. he’s ur date. ur his date.
  • and it’s been so obvious all along but ????? u begin to over-analyse every single time he’s smiled at u in a certain way or looked at ur lips as ur talking or smirked when u accidentally brush hands or aaAaaAAAaA
  • he takes a few moments to process what ur yelling about, then in this deep groggy i-just-woke-up-why-the-hell-are-you-screaming-at-me-voice he says “okay wait. i’ll come over”
  • so he turns up to ur front door wearing pajamas and this massive hoodie ,,, basically the definition of a hot mess
  • u let him in and he leans against the wall of ur hallway with his hands in his pockets and begins the conversation by saying “do u realise i’m always 100% professional with clients and would never usually try to console a drunk crying on a kerb, whilst being drunk??”
  • u kind of vacantly nod
  • ur trying to pay attention but u can’t stop thinking about how amazingly boyfriend-like he looks standing there
  • then he explains “to tell the truth, i was going to try and hit on u bc u were cute, but when i realised you’d been crying for ages i thought i’d try and help”
  • then “the whole coffee date thing was an excuse to get to sit and watch u talk about ur life bc i thought it would be the only way i’d be able to see u again. and i think every time i saw u i realised i liked u more and more and then i realised it might actually be love and-”
  • then he stops and rakes a hand through his hair and says “the first night i met u, u said u were lonely. i realised that even though i help all these people, i felt as lonely as u, and that being with u made the loneliness go away. i wanted to make u happy. i mean .. u said u wanted a boyfriend and .. here i am”
  • u grin and go “so basically ur asking me to be ur girlfriend”
  • teasingly he shrugs
  • so, in order to give him ur answer u lean forward and give him this light kiss on the lips, then he puts a hand through u hair and pulls u in and really starts kissing u
  • .. so much so that as u pull away to catch ur breath he murmurs “so is that a yes??”
  • to which u just smile and wrap ur hands around his waist and go “what do u think dr wen junwow”
I am lonely as hell. But I would choose being alone forever over being with somebody who can’t make my heart bite my chest when they squeeze my hand. I am impatient as hell. I don’t wait for my water to boil before I use it for my tea. My pants are usually still damp when I put them on because the dryer hasn’t had time to finish. But I swear to God I will wait for that feeling. I am lonely and I am impatient but I am stubborn and I know what I want and I’m still trying to convince myself that it’s worth it to get what I deserve this time. The thought of love does that to a person.
—  February 28th, 2015. (K.P.K)

no, you don’t know what you don’t have ‘til it’s w a l k i n g in some BLACK stilettos, talking to some handsome devil

LUNA makes a playlist: shout out to my ex ! * [ LISTEN HERE ]

ima put this really simply for y’all: this is a playlist to remind you that you don’t need no [nicki minaj voice] snotty nosed boys holding you back! inspired by the recent release of little mix’s shout out to my ex, the following is a compilation of some of my favorite songs about being a wonderful, beautiful, independent, bad ass bitch on your own. next time you think about calling your ex or diving into that tub of ben & jerry’s for an evening of self-loathing over being forever alone, TURN THIS SHIT ON and remember, you got this! please like/reblog if you share or enjoy this! here is the tracklist for your previewing pleasure:

i. stronger (what doesn’t kill you - kelly clarkson ii. on my own - miley cyrus iii. survivor - destiny’s child iv. needed me - rihanna v. roar - katy perry vi. walk away - kelly clarkson vii. really don’t care - demi lovato ft. cher lloyd viii. irreplaceable - beyoncé ix. shout out to my ex - little mix x. mr. know it all - kelly clarkson xi. single ladies (put a ring on it) - beyoncé xii. liar - britney spears xiii. bills, bills, bills - destiny’s child xiv. boy - little mix xv. stronger - britney spears xvi. shake it off - mariah carey xvii. independent women, pt. 1 - destiny’s child xviii. vibe. - jojo xix. do my thang - miley cyrus xx. since u been gone - kelly clarkson xxi. too little, too late - jojo xxii. circle the drain - katy perry xxiii. hair - little mix xxiv. fu - miley cyrus xxv. part of me - katy perry xxvi. grown - little mix xxvii. confident - demi lovato xxviii. high heels. - jojo xxix. f*** apologies - jojo ft. wiz khalifa xxx. something that we’re not - demi lovato xxxi. under control - ellie goulding xxxii. best thing i never had - beyoncé

in 50 year im probably still gonna be on tumblr obsessing over 5sos with my 90 cats and being forever alone bc my standards for guys are so high now that I won’t date anyone unless if your name starts with an “A” and ends in “shton Irwin”-

Here’s a constant struggle for me: 

respecting teenagers as people and knowing that their experiences are very real and valid (even if they do blow things out of proportion time to time, because let’s be real: adults do it too)

…and being absolutely annoyed with Edward’s whole “before you my life was like a moonless night” spiel because I’m SO DONE with society elevating romantic love over platonic love and I just want to yell at Edward “YOU HAVE A FAMILY WHO LOVES YOU DUMBASS THAT IS AS REAL AND AS IMPORTANT AS YOUR LOVE WITH BELLA”