you all make me happy

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Happy 27th birthday to B.A.P’s humble leader. Happy birthday to the man who has given me endless amount of hope, to the man who has been the reason me and millions of others feel a sense of belonging. Happy birthday to our beloved angel, Bang Yongguk. Hopefully our great leader has the best day today, and every other day. 

@ceruleanandlime replied to your post “kylux fic ideas to write one day: soulmate/assassin AU  - IN PROGRESS…”

‘feelings and double-penetration’ god bless

why r u doing this to me

join me in the filth J O I N M E 

@meinesterne replied to your post “kylux fic ideas to write one day: soulmate/assassin AU  - IN PROGRESS…”

These all sound AMAZING

bless u thank you it makes me so happy to hear u like them!!!!!!!

little-grey-kitten  asked:

i absolutely adore your blog! there's so many things that remind me of my perfect girlfriend & i hope she sees the things i post about her & im so completely in love with her gAH thank you for having such a nice blog that makes me feel all happy & gay inside 💗

Aww! How cute 😊 I’m happy for you 💘

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.