dear plurk, you suck. all me to revise. my standards are low. i would kill to read a cute, non-sexified story.

even one that reads really rushed, but is still cute

and makes me smile

make me smile fandom.

... i should not be talking to myself online

maybe i should make one and make myself happy

... NAH

...

............. um......

seungri ducks into a cd store with his cap wet and hair plastered to his face like vines

he glances apologetically at the owner, but the owner gives him a soft grin and ushers him deeper into the store

on slanted aisles, there are cases and ethereal faces that stare curiously at him, from his squishy, water-logged shoes to the foggy glasses

on his nose

lol, where are you, my punctuation marks?

the elevator music of vivaldi's four seasons stop with a noise that reminds him of the crinkling of foil paper before the song that two

girls from his math class kept singing at lunch time blared out of the dusty speakers hanging over his head

....

dear me, you should stop coming up with random shit in middle of procrastinating, please and thank you

he doesn't remember who sings it, but in the middle of lunch, three other girls had joined in and by that time, seungri was searching for

another shady place to sit under

... fml, i can't move my legs as easily. my back hurts. i can't see well... i am getting old! ))))))):

i love fanboy!seungri and fanboy!henry

leehom kicks arse all over the world~

why is my chinese non-existent? i do not like, no!

ide... forever and a day. forever and a day. ;~;