Smile. even if your heart is dripping blood: Quote Notebook/Journal for Writing:: 6"x 9" 120 pages + Ruled Pages Planner + Diary + Composition Notebook

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Good girl,” Chan pats her head just as Y/N jumps onto the man from behind, laughing as his whole body jerks with surprise.

He lays her down on the sofa, before draping a huge blanket on top of her. “Stay here,” Chan says before walking out of the room. I missed you too,” Y/N admits, her head dropping on top of his. The heat from his body seeps through the blanket, warming her up more than the sheets around her ever could. Legend,” Y/N thumped him on his arm in a playful gesture; but Chan yelped in pain anyway, dramatics painted all over his face. “Wait … did that hurt?” Okay cuddles now,” I grin, and Chan lifts me off my feet, carrying me out of the kitchen hanging off of his shoulder and I shriek with laughter as the smirking boy carries me to the living room, dumping me on the sofa before jumping ontop of me, bringing down a herd of cushions and blankets with him. Put some clothes on,” Y/N grumbles, turning away with a smile that seems to be automatically growing across her face.

It’s like another person has taken over Y/N as she shuts her bedroom door behind her. Her impassive face dissolves into one that’s raw, real, and full of pain as she slides down the door, her hands clutching at her hair. She lands on the floor with a thud, tears streaming down her face as she clutches her knees to her aching chest, trying to hug herself in the suffocating darkness of her room. Her words catching in her throat, Y/N shuts her eyes again and does as he says. She inhales deeply through her nose, before slowly letting it out through her mouth. Whenever a person conceals a thing in his heart it manifests itself through unintentional words from his tongue and (in) the expressions of his face. I always like to dress up, you know what I’m saying? Put on nice, expensive clothes. But before it was even ‘drip,’ I used to be, like, ‘swag.’” ― Gunna•

Writing ‘Father Ted’ with Arthur Mathews was like being hooked up to a drip full of endorphins.” ― Graham Linehan• When you gain power over your adversary pardon him by way of thanks for being able to overpower him. That legacy,” Y/N points to Noah innocently and Chan giggles as he watches his son, curious as to how he’s going to continue his live stream.

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The two of them decide to go grocery shopping. They walk around calmly, until they reach a particular aisle. His words make you turn to look at him, despite everything, and your breath hitches at the warmth radiating from his expression. It’s open and comforting, and it makes you forget that he’s an idol; in this moment, you’re two strangers, who seem to have some sort of connection that pulls you closer together with every passing secondm

Y/N, my nugget, go stand outside of your house, I’ll be there in a minute,” Chan says, his voice soft. “Just ignore your mother if she tries putting thoughts in your head again.” Warm wishes on the occasion of Hazrat Ali’s birthday. May your home be filled with happiness and good fortune.

He who adopts greed as a habit devalues himself; he who discloses his hardship agrees to humiliation; and he who allows his tongue to overpower his soul debases the soul. Ali Ibn Abi Talib I giggle, squashing his cheeks. “I have no idea what you’re on about. All I can smell is cologne, and my Chan.” He nods gratefully, outstretching his veined hand to me and I take it, as we walk up the stairs together, Chan infront.