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If you're not a 35 year old woman + Does helya love you? = no If you're not a 35 year old man + Do I love you? = no
From One Kpopper to all the others
It's been on my mind for a while , Gotta get this off my chest, Before it's too late ~ (See what i did there ;) (I do not know if this is going to be long or not but if it is too long for your taste then i am sorry) The reason i am writing this is because for once in my entire process of fangirling and bias migrating kpop world have i ever felt this kind of love that i feel just by sitting at the other end of a screen reading just words explaining sheer joy and excitment and pictures of how they are spazzing just by waiting i FINALLY found a place to be and Friends who like NEAR ALMOST everything i do it doesn't matter if they live far or close or young or old It is that love and joy you get while sharing that piece if joy that niether your friends nor your family understand , those long waits for a comeback (*cough BIGBANG * cough*) that last for weeks or those fresh newly debuts that catch your eye or those continuous weekly live performances and variety shows all the more to fall in love with it regardless of the laguage barrier. Having fandom names representing yourself is a proud feeling that i have never attained in my entire life (the feeling proud part) my first EVER Kpop video was a BIGBANG one i just happened to stumble upon it and I've been a Loyal VIP ever since i knew there were actual 5 people and not one named bigbang (the title in the lies video confused me a bit) BUT nonetheless WINNER is my and like many others the very ever boygroup to be followed before debut and their debut is like us debuting with WINNER as their INNER CIRCLE of loyal trust worthy everloving people . Lastly i just want to give everybody a HUGE THANKYOU! AND HOPE YOU READING THIS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE SCREEN FELT THE SAME LOVE I DID. :)
need more people to follow w/ blogs like mine~
like this & i'll follow u or whatever
or if you love me you'll send me the names of blogs you like?
I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH GAGA'S G.U.Y. VIDEO OMG
I love you so much Rory.
Aquí los cuatro meses más felices de mi vida.
Lecciones.
El error está en desear una vida inmóvil. Deseamos que el tiempo se detenga, que el amor sea eterno, que nada muera jamás, para acomodarnos a una perpetua infancia mimada. Levantamos muros para protegernos, pero son esos mismos muros los que un día se convierten en cárcel.
Ya no construyo lugares donde recluirnos. Vivo cada segundo como si fuera un regalo. Descubro que se puede sentir nostalgia del presente. A veces vivo momentos tan maravillosos que pienso: "Mira, seguro que lo echaré de menos más adelante: es necesario no olvidar nunca este instante, para poder pensar en él cuando todo vaya mal". Descubro que, para seguir enamorado, cada uno debe tener una parte inasequible. Hay que rechazar lo tópico, lo cual no significa inventarse sobresaltos artificiales y estúpidos, sino saber sorprenderse ante el milagro de cada día. Ser generoso es sencillo. Uno está enamorado el día en el que pone dentífrico sobre un cepillo de dientes que no es el suyo.
Sobre todo, he aprendido que para ser feliz, hay que haber sido infeliz. Sin el aprendizaje del dolor, la felicidad no es sólida. El amor que dura tres años es el que no ha superado montañas o frecuentado los bajos fondos, el que ha sido servido en bandeja. El amor sólo dura si ambos saben lo que cuesta, y vale más pagar por anticipado, si no te arriesgas a tener que pagar la cuenta a posteriori. No hemos sido preparados para la felicidad porque no estamos preparados para el dolor. Hemos crecido en la religión de la comodidad. Tenemos que saber quiénes somos y a quién amamos. Tenemos que estar agotados para vivir una historia inagotable.
Hacemos el amor en el agua translúcida de una calita desierta. Bailamos bajo las verandas. Flirteamos al borde de una callejuela mal iluminada bebiendo Marqués de Cáceres. Comemos sin cesar. Es la vida de verdad, por fin.
-Frédéric Beigbeder. 'El amor dura tres años'.