WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO MY FEELINGS. -R
A, your birthday ends in 15 minutes back home. Please don’t get drunk and die tonight before I can come home and see you. I’m not creative enough to write a poem for you and I only have 15 minutes to make this post so here are some pictures of asian men to distract you from my lack of creativity. I MISS YOU.
…how did that get there?
Ahem… Happy birthday. -R
Today is your birthday and you know the score
Asian men and poetry is what I’m aiming for
so here is my present for you to enjoy
beware, your ovaries it may dibidibidestroy
call up the bartender to bring us a round
then we can drink ourselves into the ground
but in a punchbowl of feels I fear we may drown
unless we step back and …
the ocean between is far and wide
a distance the PNXP cannot abide
My soul for an oven I would forsake
if only to be able to bake you this cake
Though times are all hectic and shitty and dire
there are plenty of things in this life to admire
whenever I think of this oiled up fella
I want to go sing Y Si Fuera Ella
(hey. fucking. ya.)
So, may you be merry and glad for today
I hope this didn’t come across as cliche
if you feel the worth of this present was low
Fuck it, I got you a big booty hoe.
HAPPPPPPY BIRTTTHHDDAYYY, A.
I don’t know what you’re talking about T. Look at my bias in his little adorable glasses.
The only thing that could make this picture better is if there weren’t that useless other individual on the right. Look at those
perfect marshmellowy disgustingly inflated lips. Disgusting.
Awww look at that little face.
Like a kid at Christmas.
No, Onew. Santa Claus is not the woman crawling down your chimney in a false beard, carrying a stocking full of .. ahem.. toys…
That’s just me.
Now where are my goddamn cookies.
Sehun - 121123 SMTown Live World Tour III in Singapore
Credit: Fantastic You.
I don’t remember Sehun being this tall, nor I being this short…
Gee, my hair looked good here.
Hey, cool cats … meow. I’m just going to pretend that we’re popular and use this preamble to tell you that we are all, in fact, still alive… despite our last post being a month ago…
I’d like to say it’s because we’re all too busy being surrounded by beautiful Asian men all day long to even need tumblr anymore, but let’s face it… At least for me, all China has left me with is a rather unhealthy fetish for short, hard-bitten, Chinese men who wave at me from buses and spit on my shoes. So, in order to bring me back to my roots of unrealistically beautiful people, I’m going to just have a little spam-a-roo spree.
I prithee, do enjoy.