No matter the mistake, you'll always shine with glitter

The Narcissist

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Yours truly. 17. Female. Malaysian. Petite. 27th MAY. Single. Maybe available *hinthint* NEWS is her only drug. Absolutely, magically in love with BEAST. Hey! Say! JUMP. SHINee. Super Junior. In that order. Assuntarian. A Harry Potter Twitter Role-Player. Compulsive writer. Lusting for a glance in her direction. Sings like the world is deaf. As genuine as you can get. A self-proclaimed narcissist. Enjoys not having the other half
Love me? Hate me? I'll still be me. Enjoy. Lyn|Avery
Books Pave the Way to Destruction Yet to A Beauty Beyond Imaginations

Her Domain

286 posts from 5 June 2011
Escaping the conforms of society
To stupefy the endless expanse of the universe
Advancing into a world unknown
Please don't RIP Ask permission.
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Her Cravings

• To be any JE member's adopted sister
• My first book published
• To meet NewS
• To meet Hey!Say!JUMP
• To meet Super Junior
• To meet SHINee
• To get signed to SM Entertainment
• A degree in English
• Black skinnies (:
• ~~White skinnies (:~~
• ~~A pet. Definetely~~
• Japanese boy uniform
• To perform a JE song medley
• To perform in Tokyo Dome and get signed to JE
• Another trip to Japan
• Permanent Japanese residence
• A yukata
• ~~A red and black checkered scarf~~
• To cosplay
• My first perfect Japanese bento lunch
• ~~A Japanese dictionary~~
• Understand and speak fluent Japanese
• Understand and speak fluent Korean
• National status as a writer
• A laptop or something similar
Will be updated when fancy strikes

Her One True Loves

MY BRATs TEAM. Alor Star 2011 NewS (Lots of love). Hey! Say! JUMP. Masuda Takahisa. Kato Shigeaki. Pen. Paper. Trees. Yamashita Tomohisa SHINee 3A12009. Super Junior. Nakajima Yuuto. Mathematics. Window shopping. Tegoshi Yuya. Japan! Twilight and Dusk. Kim Jong-Woon Sunset. Beaches. Rain. Stars. Inspiration. Koyama Keiichiro. Colours. Winter. Snow. Winter jackets. Nishikido Ryo.

Runaway

Ramblings&Memories

A few words would be nice. :D

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as promised
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fantasy of the day
of sleepy eyes and the dropping pen

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stupidity grips my heart; is that so wrong?

Friday, December 4, 2009 @ 7:59 AM

stupidity grips my heart; is that so wrong?

Another emo post. Skip if you don't want to be emo or read another of my emo crap. It's the same situation as the one before. Enjoy:

I feel stuupid.
I feel used.
I feel like a joke.
I feel like a girl-in-love.
I should never have trusted you and betrayed my parents' trust and my own promise to myself.
I should never have ditched my girlfriends just to spend an hour with you if I had known that the time I spend with you was useless.
And couple rings? If you had truly wanted them, you would have gotten them anyway despite me saying that I don't wear accessories. If you had gotten them, I would have worn it no matter what.
But you didn't.
And your Facebook decides to declare that you love her and I don't seem a mention of me.
Maybe I should just forget about you and throw you away.
The same way you play with my feelings and my heart.
One day, there's going to be a post here saying that you no longer mean anything to me and that I realised I was a fool for loving and trusting you and it will say about how I laughed when I look back on those times and that you can kiss my ass goodbye and it will be filled with Taylor Swift's White Horse lyrics.
So, there.
I'm not a force to be messed with.
Don't worry. You'll get a spot in my heart when I infuse the way you treated me into the character in my book that also broke the heroine's heart the same way you did. By playing with her feelings and leading her on.
Watch out, W.
I'll always be waiting and watching. For that moment when you're at your weakest. For the moment when I will strike.
You'll be sorry you ever decided to play me because I'll get you back in ways you never imagined.

Muchappreciationandlove,
Lynxoxo