21.01.2017
Foto de Taemin publicada en la página web de la revista japonesa 'ANAN'.
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21.01.2017
Foto de Taemin publicada en la página web de la revista japonesa 'ANAN'.
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17.01.2017
Foto de #SHINee publicada en la página oficial de Facebook de la revista japonesa 'ANAN'.
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17.01.2017
Revelación de la portada y las primeras imágenes del álbum japonés 'FIVE' de SHINee; siendo éste el quinto álbum de larga de duración de SHINee en japonés.
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Ich dachte von Anfang an ich wäre das Mädchen was du liebst, was du nie wieder verlieren willst. - ich habe nie an uns gezweifelt.
Und jetzt? Wir streiten uns wegen jeder Kleinigkeit, ständig bist du sauer auf mich, schreist mich an, tickst aus, als hätte ich versucht dich umzubringen.
Ich hab das Gefühl es zerbricht immer weiter, alles geht kaputt, hab das Gefühl als würden wir uns verlieren. - es zerreißt mir das Herz. Du warst immer alles für mich. Ich hab immer für uns gekämpft .. aber anscheint bin ich nicht genug für dich .. es tut mir leid, dass ich der Mensch bin, der ich bin..
Thinking
Life.. life is a strange thing. It’s 1am. I am lying in my bed. Kinda freezing, kinda overheating. My dad is asleep in the room right next to the kitchen, which is right next to my room. I am trying to sleep, but my mind is racing. I am not listening to music. I can hear my own heartbeat. So many thoughts (and the intro to “utopia”) are carelessly running around in my mind. Nevertheless there is one thought, just one thought that is always the loudest.
Love.. love is an even stranger thing. I think about you, so I smile. I am sure we were destined to meet. When I am around you, everything vanishes. Social media, other people, my worries, even my hunger. They are gone. I do vanish. I vanish and get lost in your soul. It is perfect. You are perfect with all your damn imperfections and insecurities. Your damaged and matted blonde and kinda curly hair, your big bright greenish/yellowish/greyish eyes, your little bump on your nose I love to touch, your plump and sometimes dry lips I love to kiss, your big breathtaking smile, your stupid laugh when you look at memes, your lovely high and pointy cheeks, your neck and shoulders, your fit but thin body which allows me to feel your skeleton on some parts under your skin which is so beautiful to touch, your annoying stubbornness, your need to do everything perfectly, your emotions you don’t like to show but I love to see, your tears, your fears, your deep mind and amazing soul, your perfectly diverse taste in music, your never ending kindness, you as a whole. Sometimes I get paranoid and anxious. I get panic attacks and I feel like you, the one I love, does not love me back. I think I am not good enough for you and I did something really bad and stupid and now you hate me for it. Sometimes I get overwhelmed. Sometimes love is overwhelming. But still you are there for me and help me cope with my fears and bad thoughts. I will do that too. I will help you fight your demons. Sometimes we will fail but sometimes, just sometimes we will win.
You.. you are the strangest thing. You believe in little old me, which nobody did in a long time. You make me believe in myself, which did not happen in a long time. You inspire me and make me want to be creative again, which nobody did in a long time. You make me genuinely happy, which nobody made me in a very long time. You make me want to improve myself and get well and fight my demons, which nobody made me want to do that in a long time. You give me hope for the future, which i had lost a long time ago. @lostinstyx, you are the soul I want to spend the rest of my time with, which nobody ever was.
017 17012017
Texting you is not as painful as it used to be. I think my heart is healing