𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊.

ㅤㅤㅤ

— you make me smile,

98's condom factory malfunction.
yves, sleepy, yeo, kitten, rich girl, any name would suit the pieces of her existence that she can't grasp between her fingers. rather than falling off the face of the earth, she chooses to fall into her doodles which always forms themselves from the tip of her pen. intelligence has always been her strength but she chooses not to boast the fact that she graduated from university at the age of fifteen.
grace and beauty, that's all she has heard which falls through the other
ear as she chooses to oppose those standards. rather than wrapping her tongue up in her words, she allows
her tattoos to do the talking while she continues to observe. either that or her cat and dog, aria and vivi will have the honour of doing it for her.

— you make me cry,

love, what a strange person.
she can never turn a blind eye to the matter, the scars in her heart only opening further. with salt rubbed deeply into the wounds, she no longer fears the feeling of being harmed and has simply grown used to all of the
blooming pains. her indecisive nature has her hanging on a thread, a taste of both worlds is what she's already been served. secretly affectionate at heart, she can never keep her hands away from her lover but that doesn't always mean that it falls for the sexual avenue.
warm tea and cold nights is her type, saddled with the soft kisses and the cocoon of her lover's arms wrapped securely around her.

just this once, i'm sober.
genderbent professor x / siren au. ulzzang and hyomin model.
undecided multi. (il)literate.

— above all, you make me worthwhile.