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i can move the mountains for you... but that's not possible.

i can just simply throw away the bottle of can to the bin for you.

or simply just clean the book shelves for you.

maybe dance to upbeat music in the morning in front of you.

and probably, just give you something to drink when you're tired of working.

love, it's not only about saying i love you.

love is about showing your actions even in the simplest ways.

even if it's simple, if it can make someone happy, that's love.

right?

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i was the abstract painting and you are the audience.

you spent your time standing in front of an abstract like me in the museum of sadness.

you were there, staring at me and smiling widely as if something entertaining is happening in front of you.

then you noticed i was scared of you, because being watched and protected rarely happens to me.

even if it's in the rules not to touch the broken piece art, you held me in your arms and filled me with your love.

then i whispered underneath my breath. "i'm finally home." you made me safe, i felt secured. i see my future being with you.

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your lips i crave, i long each day.
the kisses we share, the love we share.

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we write on these blank pages because we want to hold onto the memories.
a soft kind of situation with you wrapped around my arms for centuries.

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perfectly imperfect you are, my princess.
but always remember you're one of my wishes.

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sometimes it's a built up structure.
but often with two eyes and a heartbeat.

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love, a powerful thing to give someone who deserve everything in this world.
love, the person you hold and your answered prayer from the lord.

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the eyes of a woman i love the most has it's own galaxy.
the power of the stars inside her orbs give me a beautiful scenery.

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midnight has arrived with you inside the mind of a broken piece of art.

the fingers of my swollen hand, tapping against this lonely cup.

a hot chocolate to accompany my thoughts, my mind filled by your name; longing for your presence, so close, yet so far.

with the warm liquid crawling inside my cavern; down to my throat and down to my heart,

my cold hearted soul, in need of love; i feel so damned, i fell from your trap.

with the hot chocolate's warm touch, i remembered how it feels like to be in your arms, wrapped around my frame, covering my scar.

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we all have that someone in our lives that even though we despise them, we can't ever really unlove them. maybe it's your parents, your relatives, childhood best friend, or anyone with whom you've had a deep emotional connection with. be it out of responsibility or not (yes, loving can be a responsibility too), we all have someone we both love and hate.
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we love them even though they treat us bad
we love them even though they never listen to us
we love them even though they never tried to understand
we love them even though they do all these terrible things.
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you might think that "no, i don't love them at all," and maybe you don't really do, but love isn't always direct or upfront; love can be shown in many different ways, be it through little gestures or grandeur events. there are all many kinds of love, but bottom line is it's still love.
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whether you like it or not, it's love (or, again, maybe it's just me). so, technically speaking, you- or i, i can never unlove someone, no matter how badly they treat me.

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artists fall in love with writers. hyerim.

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artists fall in love with writers. hyerim.

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arists falls in love with writers because they are the reason why their artwork blooms from its story.

they fell in love with every stroke of their brushes dispite the eagerness of painting the picture slowly.

they fell in love with every word written on the walls of eternity.

they fell in love with something they believed that they will find each other in their arms truthfully.

the way artists look at the poetry--the main story, the main art of everything we see.

they matched together, with love.

and in the end they say, loving the 'one' will always be something you don't expect to see.

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“so, this is it,” he spoke softly, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

it took her a few seconds to come to terms that it was the last time she was going to see him do that. that it was the last time she was going to see him. they walked to the door together in silence, a thousand unspoken words hanging between them.

she forced a brave smile as they reached the door. “goodbye,” she whispered. “i'll miss you.”

“me too.” and with that, he turned and walked out of her house for the last time.

she watched his retreating back turn and leave the hallway, and she closed the door gently, the tears she'd been desperately trying to hold back finally spilling. she leaned against the closed door, tasting the saltiness of her tears, the words she hadn't been able to tell him escaping her lips.

“i love you. don't leave.”

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you are the small pinch of perfection this place we call earth has to offer. you are any god's rubric to flawlessness and i swear if god had made you anymore ultimately perfect — he would have kept you for himself but he knows that a world without you is a vile sphere. and each time your soft glossy lips curve into that beautiful breathtaking showcase of pearly whites, i can swear the air becomes fresher and the sun becomes brighter. and when those eyes hide into small crescents, i'm sure true perfection has finally shown itself.

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IF ONLY the stars and moon could collide, perhaps now you would be at my side. we were just two lovers, two lovers with no dream— except to love one another and we were only holding on by the seam.
IF ONLY.
IF ONLY we were those two lovers, bound to love by the covers. we missed the time, we could've been together, we could've been fine.
IF ONLY the worlds hadn't conspired against us, IF ONLY we weren't swept up in the winds and gusts. we were too far from one another by now, we swore we wouldn't let go, everyday i wonder why and how.
IF ONLY i could've been strong, just should've held on, then maybe, just maybe i'd be with you— forgetting all of our wrongs. we missed our chance, dear lover, perhaps one last time, you could stab me with your lance, so that i would no longer have to suffer.
IF ONLY i hadn't been too weak to see that i was not your only dear lover.
IF ONLY i hadn't given up on you, maybe you wouldn't have chosen someone new.
IF ONLY it wasn't my fault, but it is and it hurts. and your love for me will never be, but a collection of if only's.

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i could tell the world how hard it is to breathe.
how hard to hold my knees, and cry for thee.

i could tell the world how hard it is to breathe.
holding my chest, catching the air.

i could tell the world how hard it is to see.
closing my eyes as tears fall down the sheets.

i could tell the world how hard it is to see.
how the truth becomes lie, that we all believe and see.

i could tell the world how hard it is to speak.
how my mouth open to say the words freely.

i could tell the world how hard it is to speak.
when you are locked inside a room, no walls, just you and me.

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movie: sunny (써니), 2011
genre: drama, comedy, youth, friendship
synopsis: seven girls become good friends in high school, then events pull them apart for 25 years. when one of the friends lies dying in a hospital, she wishes to see each of them one last time. (fr. google haha)
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i only saw this movie because it was in my youtube's recommendation feed, and i've actually ignored it quite a few times. but today i decided to give it a shot and, well, i'm glad i did. it's a story about friendship, but the movie wasn't cringey or cheesy at all. everything was executed perfectly (in my opinion), and there were some moments where it felt like it goes over more than platonic? but it's purely platonic love. i think this kind of friendship is literally friendship goals, and it's really a once-in-a-lifetime gift, so whoever has this kind of bond with their friends deserves envy. or maybe that's just me? aha. but yes, anyways that's what i thought. you're going to hear this a lot from me, but i really recommend watching this movie. i'd watch it over and over again, so if you want watch it with someone, just hmu.
this is my first time putting out a "review" of some sort- i probably shouldn't call it review, but just my thoughts about the movie? yes. if you've read until here, you have my sincerest thanks and appreciation. (♡˙︶˙♡)

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once upon a time, a young girl found her way to this very huge castle. no one was in it other than a few animals, some of which were bigger than her, but they were very kind and gentle to her, so she wasn't scared. she spent most of her days there, bringing back food from the village to share with the animals there, and they all had a great time playing with each other. the young girl was so happy, she would sometimes even spend a night over the castle just to stay with the animals! the young girl grew attached to the animals, and the animals grew attached to her.

one day, while they were all eating and playing, a noble prince came across the castle and heard the noise. he could hear the young girl's laugh even from far away, and when he peeked through the window to see who was inside, he fell in love at the sight of the young girl. determined to make the girl his, he boldly approached her and asked her to give him a chance to court her. the young girl is just a girl after all, and said yes to the prince. the animals all felt happy for her as she was finally able to find love, but that also meant the girl would spend less time with them.

at first, the girl would always make sure to drop by the castle to give the animals some food before leaving to spend the day with the prince, and the girl would even sometimes bring the prince with her to the castle for them to all play together, but as time went by, the girl stopped visiting them at the very huge castle. the animals were all very sad even though they knew it was coming, but even so they all still remained happy and supportive to the girl's newfound love. autumn and winter passed by, but the animals never saw the young girl again. thinking that they were abandoned, they all went back to their homes.

meanwhile, the girl went to live with the prince in a small cottage in the forest. they both had a wonderful time together, and soon they became each others' worlds. the prince forgot his kingdom, and the young girl forgot her friends from the huge castle. they both felt so happy being in each others' arms, and they both made a promise to never let each other go. soon after, the prince had to go back to his kingdom. the girl insisted she stay in the cottage and wait for him to return, so she spent the whole winter alone in that cottage. spring came by and the girl began to worry, for his prince had not return the entire time, not even once. so she decided to go back to the village, and there she found out that the prince was already wed to a beautiful princess from another kingdom. there was a parade at that time to show the entire kingdom the new future king and queen, and when their eyes - the young girl's and the prince's - crossed paths, the prince only had this apologetic look on his face before turning to his queen with a bright smile on his face.

heart broken by this, the young girl ran as far as she could from the village, and she didn't realize that she had entered the huge castle she walked in the past year. there, she cried her heart out, and the animals all heard her cry. they all went to the castle as fast as they could, and they all surrounded the young girl, offering her their warmth. the girl was so shocked; she never thought that the animals would still remember her or be affectionate to her even though she left them. but the look on their eyes told her that they have forgiven her, and with that she only cried more, and she gave all the animals a kiss, one by one. the girl felt very thankful to them, and she swore to never leave them again, no matter what. the animals did their best to help the girl move on from the prince, and the girl felt very happy and lucky to have such good friends on her side. and so, they all lived happily ever after!

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Water streaked past the window as I drove. Water splashed at every turn I made. I stared at the road as I sped up. Every moment, my mind drifted back to the memory, my heart drops. As rain poured down, so did tears, wetting my face and clothes. What was I to do when pain was all I could feel. Numb. I wanted to feel numb. The car sped up as I gripped the wheel tighter. I took off the roof and let the rain hit against my skin. I let out a loud scream as I slowed down and hit the breaks, stopping on the side of the road and cried harder. " Fuck."

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I stood by the entrance holding tightly onto two tickets as the feeling of nervousness hits me. I watched as kids and their parents walked past by me into the building which stands tall behind me. My attention turns to new things as the time passes by. I watch a man hand out balloons out to children, waves crash onto the rocks across the streey of the property I currently stand in, and the girl I've been waiting approach me with the brightest smile on.
Her face lights up and her pink tinted cheeks as well as her charming eyes stand out. A purse is slung on her shoulders perfectly matching her attire of a simple white knitted sweater along with a pink tennis skirt. I take in a deep breathe before raising my free arm and waving towards her.
She gives me a hug, which feels warm and makes me feel cuddly. She starts speaking and her voice leaves another impression on me once again although I've heard her sweet, soft voice many times. It always hits me no matter what and i tend to admire it for days.
I loosen my hold onto the tickets and i raise them up to show her. I then realised I crumpled them up from how I held them due to my nervousness. She let's out a soft laugh before taking her ticket and thanking me for bringing her. I say no problem before I ask her if she's ready to head in. She nods and we both walk into the building giving our tickets.
I look around and see how many people are here with their family to view the aquarium. I look over to her and her eyes sparkle in amusement. I blink, keeping that image in my head. How her hair falls to her side like a water fall, how her head turns viewing everything, and lastly how her eyes sparkle. Gently grabbing my hand, she pulls me along with her to view the aquarium. Her eyes continued to sparkle, her voice was filled with excitement as she viewed all the different animals. I slowly intertwine my hands with hers as she talks about each thing. She gives me a small squeeze which makes my face turn red, luckily she wasn't looking.
Her interest in this and how she continued talking made me smile. She was absolutely beautiful, the only person i saw in the middle of many other people. Just her simplicity hits me. I chose a good first date, the aquarium. The day continues as if we've done this millions of times before in the past but, we've never gotten bored of it. As long as I'm with her, everything turns out great.

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When I was a kid, I only have one friend, it was Mickey Mouse, a character from Disney that I love the most. I wasn't very talkative, I was an introvert and I don't like making friends. I was loyal to Mickey, and it's funny to think that I used to be so childish over the simplest things. I don't want anyone to like Mickey more than I like him. I was such a possessive kid, I must say.
When I was no longer a kid, I have a lot of friends and they all live in the same place called Disneyland. It keeps on getting bigger and bigger and a lot of lessons are being discovered. I even met a snowman offering warm hugs, it's cute. A lot of things to appreciate, I hope it won't vanish in the future.
When I was a kid, I only have one friend, it was Mickey Mouse, a character from Disney that I love the most. I wasn't very talkative, I was an introvert and I don't like making friends. I was loyal to Mickey, and it's funny to think that I used to be so childish over the simplest things. I don't want anyone to like Mickey more than I like him. I was such a possessive kid, I must say.
When I was no longer a kid, I have a lot of friends and they all live in the same place called Disneyland. It keeps on getting bigger and bigger and a lot of lessons are being discovered. I even met a snowman offering warm hugs, it's cute. A lot of things to appreciate, I hope it won't vanish in the future.

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[RATED STORY] Once upon a time there lived a hedgehog that was very small and had a tux. His name was Jiggly. He had a big raw broccoli named Alan. Alan was bigger than a rock. The rock was scary, but it was quite a charmer. One day Jiggly was jiggling through the forest that looks like lots of Alans. Jiggly gasped "LOOK OUT Mr. Platypus! A-" Jiggly closed his eyes as Mr. Platypus tripped down the hill, crashing into a cave where a big dragon lives in. Jiggly screamed and waddled around the entrance of the cave. Jiggly sneezes and hears a deep voice coming from deep inside the pond near the entrance saying "Bless me Father for I have sinned, my last confession was I have a year. My sins are kinky and wild. I hope holy water will help my crooked dick and hard nipples, they're pierced." Jiggly cried, had boner and was traumatized by his lusting for his friend Alan. Jiggly's gay was hard and needy, "i'm horny" Jiggly turned to his right and saw Alan. He waddled towards him as seductively as he touches his bibbly bob and rubbed it up. Alan was happy and moaning too. Jiggly stopped and kissed Alan's lips, it felt soft. Jiggly nibbled on the bottom of Alan. Jiggly asked Alan quietly to be his slave. Alan widened and whispered, "y yes master." Jiggly choked. THE END.

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her eyes are the stars, i smiled at her.
her lips i crave every second and every hour.
her nose that crinkled, i'm in love with her.
she's my universe, my lover.

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at ten am, i was so tired. i had just woken up, but i was so tired. i wanted be lulled back into a deep sleep and dream of the world unknown, instead i was just tired. in the mirror, empty eyes led to an empty heart, they looked so tired. colorful clothes draped my skin, but the color did not shine within, i was still too tired. a smile graced my lips as i greeted everyone, yet all i could think of is 'i'm tired.'

at twelve pm, i ate, my tiredness was almost unbearable. every blurred movement, every word unheard, every slowly moving blink, i was just so tired. 'let me sleep' i begged, only to be greeted with a scold, i was tired of it. just tired.

then night fell, eight pm. i had not slept. i was still tired. i laid in bed, tired. sleep could not overcome me, but i was tired. i stared at the ceiling, eyes drooping and tired. 'let me sleep' i begged to someone not there. they didn't listen, i was so tired.

not until i saw the rays of sun, did my eyes flutter to sleep. it was restless, i felt it. and even then, my dream was tired. i didn't see the dream i hoped for. just like every night. i saw, instead, a single lonely alarm clock ringing ferociously. just like every night.

and the next day, i was tired

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Sorry.
What am I doing this? Why am I the one causing us to have this fight? Why is it that I am so stupid to do those actions? What am I to do with myself?

Those words past by my head as I stared at him. Why did I open my mouth? Why am I negative like this? He deserves so much more. So much better and so much more perfection. That was all I could think. Staring at him. My heart dropped. Even with all this. I am selfish. I want him to my self and I want to be the only one he had his eyes on.

Pathetic.

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If you were you, and I was I. Where did we go wrong or did it past us by? We were perfect for eachother back then. What went wrong? Was it that you lost interest in me? Or was it that our paths were never mean to be?

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he painted me with hues of affection i ere was ignorant to; his lips were an instrument, my body was the swayed audience. a veil of admiration, love, shielded me as he covered the entirety of my being, nothing but seemingly impossible perfection radiated off of him; tainting me. shades originating from the beads of passion, contrasting mediums meeting at a newly birthed equilibrium; enemies raking havoc in such alluring ways, an upbringing only he could conjure. the epitome of artistic beauty, a celestial deity, he ruined me.

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shrill octaves deafened by her lulling instrument, i fall. vision blurry, i slowly make out her natural beauty at its peak; it torches my previously veiled sense of light.

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the rain pours heavy;
i hear your heart beating slow
and thunder crackle

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i used to be alone inside this room with no life.
a room with a lot of hurt and a bucket full of knife.
the scars on my skin, a comforting masterpiece.
a stab in my heart, a missing piece.

then i met you, my fingers tapping your shoulder.
turning around, i just met a stunner.
asking you on a date, finding a pet to own.
i finally found someone that i can take care of my own.

a smile plastered on my face.
a beautiful scenario with you in my embrace.
underneath the stars of hope.
with you, yerim, i am safely home.

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She is the one who is broken. Lost in her own fantasies and goals. Lost in the ideal perfection that she tries to live up to. She, the one who seems perfectly healthy and smiling, being the one most broken and empty. The one who cries herself to sleep every night. The one silently begging and pleading to be heard. The one who breaks down at the slightest mentions of him. He who is the one who saved her from her pains. He who is the one who kept her sane. He who is the one who made her feel special. He who is the only person she ended up loving so dearly. Only to realize that he is the one for her pains and miseries. He is the one who walked away.

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He is the one who we dare not speak his name.
He is the one whose name holds power. He is the one who has a big title to step up to.
All 3 have agendas and all 3 are magical.

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- i l o v e y o u
- yerim from art club