Love ♥ (and angst)

I have homework to do, but I’m contemplating if I want to blog about GD more. And I’m being the opposite of productive, so in the end, I just decided to blog. And instead of just blogging about GD or T.O.P, I decided to change it up a little. I finally, finally went and read GenreWhiplash’s and BlenderLid’s blogs. Well, lies. I went and read BlenderLid’s post about Quinn Marksley, but that was a long time ago. And I went to see GenreWhiplash’s random posts about music, but I definitely don’t share his tastes in music. And I didn’t find it incredibly interesting. Sorries. Oh, and 3D's. That one's just fantastic. And I'm definitely an Energizer Bunny.

                I’m desperately trying to avoid talking about GD more. He’s so cute with his hair spiked. And dyed. Really, I think I liked dyed hair, and the look of being blown free by the wind (and not super short or tied into poodle like twists. That might’ve been the worst hairstyle I have ever seen.) He’s so adorable when he gives that cheeky smile of his. It’s like he embodies the innocence of youth, and he shines with a naiveté that can only be described as blissful happiness. The black jacket really suits him… Okay, I have officially given up. I promise that I’ll write quality posts one day. But not today.

                FINE. MAKE ME FEEL BAD. I’ll write a character sketch for you. BECAUSE YOU’RE A TERRIBLE READER THAT MAKES ME FEEL BAD. Just kidding. I love you.

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                He stood, tall and broad shouldered, with the majestic grace of an eagle. His generally tanned skin appeared pale and white under the moonlit sky. His eyes were as cold as the black depths of the lake he was surveying, and betrayed no emotion besides intense hatred. The stars cast a soft glow on his harsh expression, revealing an aged expression that betrayed the hard life he had been through. His brows furrowed, and he glared out at the serene landscape. He hated her, he simply hated her! He hated her for everything she is and was to him, his support that crumbled, the woman that left him shattered and restless. “A man that every woman desired.” Ha! If only they could see him now, a sulking and sorry excuse of the heroic and godlike figure he embodied during the daytime. An owl softly hooted and crikets chirped. The calm nightscape contrasted the burning turmoil he felt within. He wanted to scream, scream with every drop of rage, betrayal, and sadness that inundated and suffocated his heart. He felt weak, as if his life had been taken out of his control. With a single last severe glance over the cold and inky black waters, he spun on his heel, and stormed away into the dark.

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                That was so depressing. I’m going to post lots of adorable pictures now, because I actually wrote something. I mitigated my own guilt.





I like him with dyed hair. I honestly do. Most people hate blonde Asians, but I think GD’s like the only person who pulls it off well – I think it gives him an ethereal beauty… like a spirit, instead of a human.





This might be the absolute most adorable picture I have ever seen in my life. He seems so earnest, so truly amazed J





 Also, I'm not sure why I insist on citing my sources. I got the pictures from the internet. I put on the captions, but it absolutely destroyed the formatting and flow of the post, so now they're gone. It's a blog. And the captions looks so unsightly. I'll figure it out later. ♥
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