im sick to death of companies in korea not even trying with their girl groups
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im sick to death of companies in korea not even trying with their girl groups
It was her funeral. But I had staged it as a celebration - a dinner with those who cared in attendance. All those bridges that had been burnt, all those hurt souls. I didn't feel any way about it - I only felt the stress of making it right... The way I always felt with her. People weren't speaking, so we tried again. There was an open bar this time. She would hate that.
My speech was kind, but honest. She did the best she knew. She tried to right the wrongs she had experienced. She never asked for help when she needed it, nor offered thanks when she got it. Her shame and embarrassment out shadowed everything good she had to offer. She was an expert at hiding from the world. She never understood why the world didn't see her.
In that way, we were always alike.
if I were a more confrontational person, or if I were, in fact, a confrontational person at all, I would have been out of here a hour ago but no
I've decided, for the sake of grandma's windows, to placate my mother and continue in my cleaning endeavours
maybe the opportunity at tearing down my efforts, futile as they always seem to be, will assuage her
the fact that theres a possibility that tumblr can eat ur message gives me anxiety soooooo fuckin bad :////