He’s beauty He’s grace He will drink from his mask in front your face 🥂 on Instagram
little tiger taetae!
Jin apparently stayed awake until 1am in case someone would wish him a happy bday, after only receiving a couple messages, he got sad that he might have lived his life wrong and then angel tae did this 🥺🥺🥺🥺💗
“It is the time that you’ve wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important” 💗
Happy Birthday, my little prince, i love you so much.
No one. Absolutely no one. Not a soul.
Me: *thinking about Jungkook losing a game and taking the rest if the boys shopping in Canada, wallet in hand like a their mother*
Telepathy stans are people with superior taste.
You’re watching a horror movie, where would you sit (and why)?
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
— Poem from “Sonnet XVII” by Pablo Neruda
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