I want time to tell me,

“Its here.”

Do not pucker your lips

And give me your night to become:

I want to be now in the light.

I want my eyes to stop ticking, watching

the words glued to the roof of your mouth.

All you must do is pry them away

and jumble them into unpracticed, but familar utterances

somehow stashed in comfort.

Don’t give me your left over

Cheery excess.

Tell me I am worthy of a thing

becoming love

that somehow everyone’s words have earned them,

And mine fall flimsily into the debris of etched papers.

A story for the books

that are written in wholesome

sadness

yearning for a happy ending.

The same cotton candy,

romanticized, bullshit

that comes all around to knock me into its traps

bubble up the urge to rip away

my own grievances

in a language that taught me

the love in love,

the love of love,

I have not had.

So stop this pestering wait,

because my very being

Questions itself

The more it is told to both wait, stand still

and ask, please deliver.

There’s no where left to go

But

Here.

Is it?

anarchy-kisses:

s/o to me cause i really be going through it and i pick myself up every damn time

wuvbites:

i just…want my eyes to have lil hearts in em u know?

ohmykimtaetae:

ohmykimtaetae:

Where are the HD Taejin & Vmin pictures ??? Where ?? :(

I finally found a HD Vmin picture from today

cxreyjacksxn:

Guys with beards are just guys without beards with beards

teenagerposts:

When you insist on treating your friend

crooked-dregs: