All Txts That Apply Thank U

I’d still do it even if we were cursed Won’t you be my problem it’s okay with me if it hurts…

u alrdy kno we need all of the txts sis 💖

    ●   a morning text     ━━━   ・  

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  06:43  ›   good morning 언니💕💕💕⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  06:43  ›   i hope you get some sleep⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  06:40  ›   i’m sorry me and junsu kept you up all night⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  06:55  ›   i made sure to leave you some food on the table to eat and some advil just in case⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  07:00  ›   have a good day 언니💕

    ●   a angry text     ━━━   ・  

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›   @mmjunsu​ IS SUCH A FUCKING IDIOT 언니 🤬😡😤😠⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›   he just came and fucking blamed me for his pink uniform⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›   i’d never rat you out unnie so you’re safe⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›   BUT WHAT THE FUCK JUNSU IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›  🤬🤬🤬⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›   he’s such a little bitch ⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  18:23  ›   I HATE HIM

    ●   a drunk text     ━━━   ・  

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   언니 언니 언니 언니 언니 언니⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   itsj soooooooooooooooooooh muc h fun !!! drikknling⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   I FEEEEEEEL SO FREKJIKY⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   fuckk kwak ji daazm⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   fuckk @mmjihye​⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   1000000% fuckkkkfa em bijches⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   ps dnon t blame @mmchoa​

   ●   a vague text     ━━━   ・  

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:00  ›   why does nothing ever go right

    ●   a worried text     ━━━   ・

⁺  📞  ›  ( 28 ) OUTGOING CALL   ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  VOICEMAIL.

                                           ・    ・    ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  05:05  ›   i know you’re working on a very important case but you didn’t come home last night⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  05:06  ›   PLEASE CALL ME 언니⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  05:06  ›   언니, please don’t be dead in a ditch somewhere, come home

    ●   a text not meant for you     ━━━   ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  22:00  ›   @mmdaeil​ is such a loser⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  22:01  ›    I’M GOING TO MAKE HIM PAY FOR BREAKING UP WITH 언니⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  22:05  ›   how?⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  22:06  ›   well obviously i’m going to mass text his phone with death threats until he a ) leaves the country b ) changes his number c ) dies d ) makes a public apology because how dare he break up with THE kwak jungmi

    ●   a sassy text     ━━━   ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  03:02  ›   언니, it’s 3 in the morning⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  03:03  ›   i know you don’t sleep at night⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  03:02  ›   but some of us need sleep to function as proper humans in this lifetime

    ●   a long-winded confession text    ━━━   ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:49  ›   ever since jihye 언니​ left i always had a feeling you’d leave me too and i wouldn’t blame you⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:51  ›   i know it’s so hard to deal with me i fucking know⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:53  ›   you put up with so much and me and junsu don’t make it easier⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:54  ›   so thank you so much, 언니, for still being here⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:55  ›   i love you so much and i really don’t know what i’d do if you were to ever leave⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:55  ›   everything seems to fall apart when i do things but you always make it all better you do so much and all i do is create messes for you to clean up⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:57  ›   can you come to my room i don’t want to sleep alone tonight⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:59  ›   i can’t stop crying 언니 they won’t stop⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:59  ›   you’re my favorite person in the whole world 언니

    ●   a misguided advice text     ━━━   ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  13:08  ›   i say kick him in the balls, not like he’ll be needing them in the future

    ●   a  desperate text     ━━━   ・

⁺  📞  ›  ( 10 ) OUTGOING CALL   ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  VOICEMAIL.

                                          ・    ・    ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  09:59  ›   언니 !!! 언니 !!! 언니 !!!!!⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  10:00  ›   please tell me you’re still home⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  10:03  ›   help me, everyone said they weren’t going to vote for me for class rep⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  10:05  ›   i can’t lose this too 언니

    ●   a congratulatory text     ━━━   ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  21:59  ›   congratulations 언니  🥳⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  22:01  ›   i know it’s no witch weekly spread⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  03:02  ›   but a playboy exert is nothing to be ashamed of

    ●   a  text that should have never been sent   ━━━   ・

⁺  💬  ›  짱미 언니💕.  ›  00:01  ›   everyone hates me, you hate me a little, too 헐

* things said meme

things you said over the phone

things you said with the tv on mute 

things you said when you were proud

things you said under your breath

things you said with sorrow between your fists

things you said when you were lost

things you said when our world began to crumble

things you said with too many days between us

things you didn’t say at all

things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

things you said you’ll never forget

things you said with clammy hands 

things you said when fear cut deep

things you said while a fever stole your mind

things you said with rage between your teeth

things you were afraid to say

things you said when no one else was around

things you said when the sun was shining

things you said with blooming bruises and stinging cuts

things you said when we were safe

things you said without thinking

things you said that kept me grounded

things you said you loved about me

things you said you hated about me

things you said when you lied

things you said with scraped knees 

things you said with tears in your eyes

things you said while holding my hand 

things you said in the car

things you said under the stars

things you said at my grave

things you said at the kitchen table

things you said on the porch at 3 am

things you said in a gas station parking lot 

things you said in a hotel room

things you said in the waiting room

things you said while you stroked my hair

things you said that made me feel loved

things you said when i was crying

things you said while i cried in your arms 

things you said when you thought i was asleep

things you said in your sleep

things you said when you kissed me goodnight

things you said after a nightmare

things you said before death snatched you

things you said that i wish you hadn’t

things you said when it ended

things you said when you met my friends

things you said when we first met

things you said when they took me away

arin ＊*•✩•*˚ the fifth season (ssfwl) stages

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄. it’s the youth full of untied shoelaces, pinky promises and blushes alongside pleasant grins. nine is a time to be remembered and jina makes sure to savor it as best as she can. years ahead of her, and she’s sure this year will be the most memorable yet. she can just feel it in her bones. 

it’s also finely-chopped bangs cut just above the brow, hair that tickles her jaw and wondrous eyes that stare at the clock across from the hall as she awaits jiyi’s arrival. shes giddy nerves and overly-presumptuous at the front door. today was the day. jina doesn’t have many friends, but that’s okay because she has jiyi and jina wouldn’t trade the other girl for anyone in the world ( except maybe her sisters but that’s a different story, they were blood ) and while jiyi wasn’t blood nor one of her five other siblings, jina thought she came pretty close. 

when she’s not busy snaking on the treats their ahjumma had left behind in the den, jina is back to pacing in front of the door. just as anxious, just as excited as she was before. the minute hand is loud in the empty hallway and jina can’t help but watch time move just as slow as she counted down the seconds until the older girl’s arrival. 

just when she hears the bell, she’s all squeals and childish mumbles as she’s racing for the last two steps towards the door before any of her sisters, or worse, junsu comes in to interrupt them. stubby fingers and tipped toes are fumbling with the lock on the door, pushing it open slightly to peek ( because their ahjumma had always told her that it wasn’t safe to open the door for strangers, she should always look at the screen and check to see the arrival of the persons, safety first! ) but she throws caution and once confirmation is had: jina is throwing the door wide, threshold out in the open as she welcomes her friend with open arms. 

launching her small little body to collide with the other’s in a joyous embrace, arms immediately going round tiny shoulders as she jumps in place. “jiyi, you’re here!” she’s here! she’s really here! her heart soars and a part of her wants to take this happiness and bottle it up. a contagious feeling that makes even her fingertips sparkle in glee. “come inside, come inside! ahjumma made some snacks for us!” she says, hands unhook themselves from the other’s shoulders to search for a hand unto her own; tugging the other through and letting the door lock behind them. 

“i’m so happy you’re here, we can play now!”

WHERE’D YOU GO ; @mmjina​ past: 2009

jiyi is ten, and she has the world balanced neatly in her hands.

she’s all grown up – final year of grade school, and finally allowed to go over to her best friend’s house without their house elf following, all by herself. she’s prepared for every possible situation, in her magically enlarged bag: an umbrella ( in case it rains ), her phone ( to call her mum ), a jacket ( though she’s sure jina’s house won’t be cold ), four different sets of toys ( one of which is a whole kitchen play set in case they decide to play restaurant ), two gifts ( one for jina, obviously, and the other one for little junsu ) and all the snacks she could fit into the rest of the space available ( enough for a week long camping trip, probably ).

and her dress is pretty, too, just in case jina’s older sisters or her mum are in. they usually aren’t ( she’s never even seen jina’s mum, but she’s probably pretty like jina! ), but just in case, she wants to make a good impression on her first solo visit to jina’s house. so she’d picked her nicest dress in gossamer blue, with delicately hand stitched cherry blossoms and her prettiest head band that she knows will match jina’s favourite one. hopefully, jina’s mum will like her enough to invite her again, and she can have another playdate with jina, maybe even as soon as tomorrow! that thought gives her an extra bounce in her step, and she reaches jina’s doorstep right on time.

jiyi’s just tall enough to reach the doorbell on her tiptoes, and she presses the bell once before scuttling quickly to the front of the gate so jina will be able to see her. she bounces up and down on her heels, waiting for her best friend to answer the door.

she can’t wait!

You are lashing out because you’re too sensitive. Yes, I was narrow-minded for a short while. Get over it.

ONLY FOOLS FALL

a person who acts unwisely under the guise of a love potion ; we don’t call it love. see also: jina and @mmgyul, the annual yosul commencement party, amidst confusing, tormented hearts. 

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒, 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒. maybe it wouldn’t hurt when she notices the way his eyes are never on hers and the realization strikes her faster than cold water on a monday morning. she never had a chance, did she? she wants him to look at her, see her -- please. the words are deaf on the lips because jina never begs, but her heart bleeds in consequence. the flowers in her lungs once so full in bloom, vibrant and lovely quickly wilt, and she wants to breathe -- cough, feel the air slither it’s way into her chest rather than the way they shrivel up. locking her breath and keeping her entertained with the disillusion that this wasn’t true. but she can’t -- she feels them crush into her windpipe and all she feels is daffodils, roses and lilies, discontempt, devastation and frustration. 

her eyes are hearts, heavily so, eclipsed onto him and he can’t seem to see her. why won’t he see her? these feelings are too familiar, they grow fangs and sink into the very cracks she had thought she had successfully glued together. but jina, oh jina, she never learns. 

a girl of nineteen, she doesn’t know love.

she can’t seem to get her bearings together ; they’re powerful and her heart aches, painful -- the cracks appear again. faster this time, undoing months of forgetting, of pretending; they break where they once lay, deeper, and deeper and the flowers in her lungs die. why so? because he doesn’t say the words he once had said.

instead, “hold that thought, i’ll be right back” is spoken into the void and jina lets him. she lets him slip through her fingers like all those times because her eyes are full of broken hearts and she doesn’t have it in her to stop him. it hurts, but she pretends it doesn’t.

pretending is fine, it saves her the heartbreak. because no, he wasn’t going to do this to her again, was he? ( he has, he will, he can’t stop but jina doesn’t want to end this so soon -- this soon -- they just reconciled )

memories of when she first confessed flood and she feels the gash in her heart tear just a bit more as fingers wind into small fists. the wound is stale, dried blood rounds the corners and all yun has to do is dip dainty little fingers in and pull, for everything to come apart. perhaps, months apart did nothing to cure the heartache, she fears. it’s secured when he reaches his target and she has to force a breath because the flowers are too much, they’re ashes instead of air and she’s coughing up death; in the midst, her heart constricts.

time stills and she rarely notices the way hangyul comes and never leaves; acknowledgement falls flat because all jina can see is what she doesn’t believe. 

jina thinks if she blinks it won’t hurt. she thinks if her eyes close for just a second, that it isn’t real -- that reality is far more kinder than her nightmares, than dreams could ever be. but through glass eyes, all she sees is the way he’s falling into her and jina can’t look away.

was this love? 

letters to: unknown address

TW subtle depressive thoughts

dear jihye,

why did you leave? we were supposed to stick together.

                                                                                                    jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

you may ask me why am i writing this letter? because you never answer your fucking phone. next time you drop off the face of the earth, send a forwarding address and maybe a working phone number so we’re not all worrying our asses off thinking you’re dead in a ditch somewhere. jesus, jihye.

                                                                                                       jina

                                                  ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

writing letters in the 21st century? what are we starved romanticists? please pick up your phone and text me back.

                                                                                      sincerely, jina

                                                  ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

it actually pains me to pick up a pen and write this. we are living and breathing in a world with the most efficient technological advances and you’re seriously making me break out archaic methods in order to talk to you. 

i hate this, you better answer. 

miss you.

                                                                                     sincerely, jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

it’s been 210 days since i’ve last seen or heard from you. yes, i’m keeping count. i miss you, dearly, and this house is a mess, as always. but i feel like it’d be less of a mess if you were here. or maybe even messier, who knows, really. 

junsu is still the same dickhead, jimin 언니 is awol as always, jieun 언니 is off being mom’s little trophy daughter and jungmi 언니 is making headlines with her new column in playwitch, who knew writing for perverts could be so lucrative? i’m kidding, at least it was better than her sex toy advice. if you get playwitch where you are, make sure you pick up this month’s copy! i’m lowkey tempted to post it onto my story. 

have you seen my stories lately? 

                                                                 love always, your sister, jina

                                                   ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

how are you? where are you now? is it los angeles or new york? or even paris? the post cards you send to junsu always look so much more inviting than the ones you send me. i don’t burn them, you know. i want to but .... just knowing you’re safe somewhere kind of comforts me. 

please send me more, please let me know you’re safe.

                                                               love always, your sister, jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

update: i slapped jieun 언니 at the party today. i don’t regret it but everyone is telling me i should apologize because i was the one in the wrong. but 언니, if you heard what she was saying .... i swear you’d go crazy too ... they’re all a bunch of ignorant greedmongers that it’s just nauseating to listen to and i snapped, okay? ugh, i don’t want to apologize but ...

i fucked up didn’t i?

                                                                       tell me what to do, jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

it’s getting cold here in seoul. i wish i was somewhere tropical like boracay or bali. tell me where you are so we can go together ❤︎

                                                               love always, your sister, jina

                                                ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

i need advice: what’s it feel like to fall in love?

                                                               love always, your sister, jina

                                                ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

i just wanted to let you know i won the running for the fourth year class representative. it was a landslide, can you believe it?

are you proud of me?

                                                               love always, your sister, jina

                                               ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

update: love sucks. it sucks, it sucks, it sucks. 

                                                              love always, your sister, jina

                                               ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

언니, something happened. please contact me asap.

                                                                                    it’s urgent, jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

the new season of produce started and why is it always the untalented ones that are the cutest? is it something about not being able to sing a tune that just becomes my siren song? is that dramatic or gross? 

maybe it’s because i know i’d carry the weight in the relationship either way, hm.

                                                                love always, your sister, jina

                                                  ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

i wish you took me with you, i’m slowly seeing the colors of my life fade to black and i don’t know who to tell. i feel like you’d understand, but you’re not here.

you’re never here.

write back, please.

                                                               love always, your sister, jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

you know how gretchen weiners said why didn’t everyone just stab caesar? well that’s my Mood today or everyday. missing you again today, have you gotten my last letter, by the way?

                                                                love always, your sister, jina

                                                 ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

i’m not fine, and it’s starting to get harder to pretend i am. i feel so much uncontrollable anger swell up within me and i can’t stop it when i let it out. i can see the people around me grow to hate me more and more and i can’t do anything to stop that. maybe i’m careless, too nonchalant, maybe i can do something but what would be the use?

they’re so used to me being this way, maybe it’s better off that i’m hated.

what do you think, 언니?

                                                                                       sincerely, jina

                                                ・    ・    ・

dear jihye,

it’s been a year, when are you coming back?

                                                                                 let me know, jina

✆ ♠ ☼

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@mmjihye @mmjiyi ( also @mmjunsu bc hes a damn jerkish 6 y/o )

fixh - where’d u go?