| Hoseok to Jimin: | Look at that thing. |
| Hoseok and Jimin: | [both watch Yoongi sleeping] |
| Jimin: | Life is amazing. |
Five asexuals are playing cards.
One starts to explain the rules:
I’d say no cheating, but there are already five aces at the table.
(via writing-is-a-bitch)
Does anybody else get this thing where they have a new idea for a story except that its not really a whole idea? Just like, a picture or a scene from a movie unfolding in front of you? Only its so clear, so sharp and strong that you know its going to be a story. It burns inside you, making you replay it again and again, from a new angle each time because you want to know, need to know, how this fits in a narrative.
Like, you see the characters and how they look, you know the setting, you know the motivations (but not the context), and every minute detail and nuance of expression or shadows or well, everything.
You even know what sounds the characters can hear, what sensations they are feeling. You know what music would be playing if this was really a movie.
You just… don’t know how it fits into a plot yet.
(via icyblueroses)
fuck all of this next year positivity i am going to grab 2017 by the throat and curb stomp them if they decide to fuck with me because i have had It™
(Source: colorsinautumn-archive, via i-moved-to-celcste)
