‘Minutes pass and those days seem long ago’ or an urge to look back before looking forward
I met Build when I watched KP, I fell in love with Pete after falling in love with Vegas and they saved me from the drama slump I was in at the time. I was tired of the same plots and the same 2D characters. I never understood how that Pete could be up to par to Vegas and stop him when I read the novel, but in the series just by looking at Pete’s eyes during the torture scene I knew. I wish I could watch that again and feel the thrill. I hated BOC because of them, because of the 2 min per ep and how they chopped the story, because they never cared about the fans. I had found my favorites and followed them on IG. I became a VP stan in the world I lived in, until I arrived on Twitter and suddenly I was a bubble. It is kinda weird to look back on this, things have changed so much, now bubbles make me upset.
Soon Biu’s first scandal happened and fights broke everywhere, then the hiatus, the pain and his comeback in the tour. Instead of pushing me away it made me realize he was human and like people I know, like my cousins, my friends. I started to get protective over Build Jakapan Puttha. In the tour, Biu owned the stage, he owned me to be honest. He was the show and I saw my feral friends on twitter trends everyday, fight, lose sleep. I was more casual, I lived in other places like MDL and Discord. At the time I wrote fics, lmao, VP fics, in all of them the heart was Pete...
I watched every live, I remember the best moments and the awkwardness in some of them. I remember the so-called smart guy telling people to add a base to acid if you have an accident in a lab. I work in a lab and I watched that in disbelief. I saw him not know who Lucy was in an interview. I saw how competitive he was, the signs were all there. My luve for Biu only grew stronger. That party at the end of the year was such a happy memory and now all that is shallow and hollow. It did make my day back then, but Biu’s light was definitely not welcome. You won’t see me ever posting or going back there. I respect the past but I’m done with it.
My heart broke in a million pieces in January, not because of any accusation or anti, but because I feared for his life like my life was on the line. I couldn’t care less about series, ship, clowns, I just wanted my boy safe. When I saw rage in his eyes on the 28th that burned inside me like fire. 4 am and I was watching the live on Youtube with friends I had made over a spaces on Twitter days before. Friends who are still with me today. Those eyes, pale skin, so thin. I was so relieved, he wouldn’t retire, he wouldn’t disappear. I cried a lot, but we would survive. We had each other. I’m so thankful for his family and for everyone who stayed, who trended, who fought and who cared. We all have our share of traumas, one of my favorite actors took his life in 2020 in the middle of the pandemic and that broke me. I swore I would protect artists I luved, I’m glad I met Biu and that I’m able to support him as a fan.
Our hearts kept being broken by the clownery of others, but because I am a Beyourluve I’ve got this magical invisible glue that can put the pieces perfectly together every time Build Jakapan Puttha smiles. I felt like sharing my story and having it registered somewhere before I talk about Biu’s case, his success, his choices and how he came back to his fans and the entertainment world like the strong phoenix that he is.