The greater part of my senses and mind were still focused on Edward’s face.
I had never seen it before this second.
How many times had I stared at Edward and marveled over his beauty? How many hours - days, weeks - of my life had I spent dreaming about what I then deemed to be perfection? I thought I’d known his face better than my own. I’d thought this was the one sure physical thing in my whole world: the flawlessness of Edward’s face.
I may as well have been blind.
For the first time, with the dimming shadows and limiting weakness of humanity taken off my eyes, I saw his face. - Breaking Dawn, Stephenie Meyer

cute jongin trying to fix his hair ;ㅂ;

flawless people: miss a’s fei

choijinri:

≧ω≦

Your dangerous thighs, your dirty touch
You are the wildest one, and you’re the one that I want