No thoughts head full of imagine being a dog hybrid owned by Soobin and you’re that soft baby that he loves but then you go all rawr grrr arf arf when there was someone who tried to flirt with your owner
Apparently my brains method of dealing with latent stress at the moment is an intense fascination with scientific research boats?
Aspetto che il tempo mi trapassi e ti trascini con sé, fuori da me.
sometimes i see people (tumblr word incoming) yearning to hold hands and like i HATE holding hands because A) it renders me useless because you’re holding my One useful hand. how am i supposed to use my phone now B) it’s just awful everyone’s hands are cold
there was one time this dude that liked me that i THOUGHT i liked (long story short i didn’t) held my hand and every thirty seconds i got so uncomfortable that i’d rip my hand away and go ‘this interval is over’