Personal Message
「 look at me」
김종인 ϟ Kim Jongin ϟ 22 ϟ January.14,199 ϟ 182cm ϟ 65kg ϟ Type A ϟ Manananggal ϟ Abortion Specialist
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〈 EgoOverdose 〉
My past only makes me predictable. 
mood ; ✦✦✦✦✦
eargasm ; ---
eyegasm ; blood
craving ; blissful ery
thoughts ; I'll break you.
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❝oh, he's got me❞
" Love is a sickness, an addiction, an overdose..."
love status ; Single
orientation ; Gay
ideal type ; Stubbornly delicious
my heart stealer ; ---
since ; ---
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▲sharing the stage with these ers▲
"Good luck, baby good luck to you."
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PLOTS
Damned - God, so what we dated in high school? I was a hormonal teenager looking for a place to cram my in and you were the school . So you were the obvious choice when it came to getting laid. Then yes, after a couple months we started having "feelings" for one another. Saying 'I love you' and 'I'll never leave you baby'. Half assing our way through the caring relationship part in attempts to having our body and limbs tangled sweatily between the sheets as I came inside your tight for hours on end for a self righteous excuse to do it in the name of true love. Giving me a pleasurable high when I left you screaming my name with each I slammed inside of you. And I would be lying to myself if I said it wasn't the most mind numbing I've ever had... But when we graduated and went our separate ways after I ended it with you, I could swear on my damn life I didn't expect to ever see you again. Until now. There you were. Standing right in front of me. Glaring like satan's hell hound was trying to rip a life from a human body and drag it back to the bottomless, sulfur pit to please him master. "Hi" it was the only thing I could manage to say with such a dumbfounded and stupid expression painting my face. My body instantly yearned to be reunited with yours as the memories of our former life shredded through my mind like a deadly forest fire. However, you didn't seem to agree. And that was fine, I deserved whatever was coming to me. But even you in all your bitter hatred and seething fury couldnt deny that our bodies were silently begging for one another, even if from the beginning you never even knew my real name.
Sickening sweet - I get it. You hate me. You think I'm a prick head who gets away with anything I want. And you're damn right. But what are you going to do about it caged within your cell like the little helpless you are? HAHA God you're pathetic. And I express this tauntingly to you every day as I walk past your quarters. Days. Weeks months go by as I continue to harass you until one day... My jaw dropped and eyes bugging out of my brain as I turned to find your cell door open and the pint up and anger filled human that remained trapped with was now gone.... .
Forever mine- I knew nobody could compare to your beauty the day you first entered into the prison. Our eyes met for those brief moments leaving me breathless as you walked passed by without a second glance. I however was not that strong. I looked back over my shoulder to make sure someone like you could possibly exist. "Damn" it slipped out unnoticed until it was considerably to late. Did you hear me? A soft sigh fell from my lips as I continued down my previous path, now distracted by the obscured images of you imprinted in my head from only moments ago. Images that would undoubtedly stick in my mind forever. And it went on like this for days.... You brushed me off, entering the warm embrace of others with a heartwarming smile while you didn't even bother to bat an eyelash at me. Don't you know who I am? What I could do to you? Biting back my words was easy. My body however would tremble in pure jealousy at the thought of others possessing you. I needed you to look at me. I so desperately craved it. Just to know I exist in your world would bring me the upmost joy. So I hope when you wake up and find this letter, you'll forgive me for tying you up in my room so that for once your eyes, body and sweet lips would never forget mine. -Kai
Lame letters - it's truly obvious you don't belong here. With your innocent eyes watching our every move half expecting us to shed our human skin and reveal the true monsters lurking within. Curled up in the corner of your cell and trembling in complete fear of what we may do to you. It's amusing. In my eyes at least. As I bring you your food every day, I try to get you to talk, yet you refuse to even open your mouth. It's frustrating, truly. That is until you find a folded, scribbled note with your meal reading one simple word. "Hello" and to my surprise, I come back to find you tucked away and sleeping peacefully, with your tray barely touched and a simple note scribbled back on the opposite side with one simple word. "Hi"
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I cant stop...
❝oh, oh, seee❞
My preference is third pov, semi-para to para. If you ask, that doesn't always mean you start. If I want to start, I will gladly volunteer. I also work 8 hours a day. Monday-Friday 7:00-3:30 in a department that does not tolerate the use of cell phones. My Time Zone is GMT+6 so if you wish to roleplay with me, please be patient and adjust your schedule accordingly. (More info to be added)
