A Super Junior story. FINAL by Aura2314, literature
Literature
A Super Junior story. FINAL
I woke up extra early the next day to pack all of my things. At this point, I wasn't even crying. Inside I felt hollow. Maybe I had already cried all of my tears already? Yesung helped me pack all of my things. We both were silent. When we got in the car to head to the airport, Eunhyuk, Sungmin, Heechul, Shindong, and Leeteuk went with us.
When we got to the airport, I could see my class gathered at the ticket counter. It was time to leave. I started to cry when I went to hug all of the guys. Now it was time for Yesung's hug. The last hug he and I would ever share. Tears fell down my cheeks as I stood in his arms. We stood there, embraced, f
A Super Junior story. PART 18 by Aura2314, literature
Literature
A Super Junior story. PART 18
I woke up very early the next day. Last night I had set my alarm to wake me up at 6:30AM. This was my last full day, and I was going to try to make the most out of it. But soon after I was done quietly washing up, Yesung woke up as well. He must've understood why I was up so early, because he didn't ask otherwise. We both ate cereal together on the couch, and when we were finished, we put our dishes in the sink. After that, we returned to the couch and watched some TV. "What are we doing today?" I asked Yesung. "It's a surprise," he told me with a smile on his face. His phone buzzed with a text message. "We should get ready to go," he said af
A Super Junior story. PART 17 by Aura2314, literature
Literature
A Super Junior story. PART 17
When I woke up the next day, I felt like a completely different person. But not quite in a bad way. I couldn't really explain how I felt. All I knew was that I felt different now. Almost like a new person.
Yesung wasn't next to me when I opened my eyes. I looked around and didn't see him sitting on the couch. Where was he? I laid my head back down on my pillow and breathed in deeply. That's when I could smell food. Maybe Yesung was in the kitchen cooking something? I looked around on the floor for my clothes, and I was surprised when I saw them neatly folded up on the floor next to the bed. In my mind, I thought that would be considered a ge
A Super Junior story. FINAL by Aura2314, literature
Literature
A Super Junior story. FINAL
I woke up extra early the next day to pack all of my things. At this point, I wasn't even crying. Inside I felt hollow. Maybe I had already cried all of my tears already? Yesung helped me pack all of my things. We both were silent. When we got in the car to head to the airport, Eunhyuk, Sungmin, Heechul, Shindong, and Leeteuk went with us.
When we got to the airport, I could see my class gathered at the ticket counter. It was time to leave. I started to cry when I went to hug all of the guys. Now it was time for Yesung's hug. The last hug he and I would ever share. Tears fell down my cheeks as I stood in his arms. We stood there, embraced, f
A Super Junior story. PART 18 by Aura2314, literature
Literature
A Super Junior story. PART 18
I woke up very early the next day. Last night I had set my alarm to wake me up at 6:30AM. This was my last full day, and I was going to try to make the most out of it. But soon after I was done quietly washing up, Yesung woke up as well. He must've understood why I was up so early, because he didn't ask otherwise. We both ate cereal together on the couch, and when we were finished, we put our dishes in the sink. After that, we returned to the couch and watched some TV. "What are we doing today?" I asked Yesung. "It's a surprise," he told me with a smile on his face. His phone buzzed with a text message. "We should get ready to go," he said af
A Super Junior story. PART 17 by Aura2314, literature
Literature
A Super Junior story. PART 17
When I woke up the next day, I felt like a completely different person. But not quite in a bad way. I couldn't really explain how I felt. All I knew was that I felt different now. Almost like a new person.
Yesung wasn't next to me when I opened my eyes. I looked around and didn't see him sitting on the couch. Where was he? I laid my head back down on my pillow and breathed in deeply. That's when I could smell food. Maybe Yesung was in the kitchen cooking something? I looked around on the floor for my clothes, and I was surprised when I saw them neatly folded up on the floor next to the bed. In my mind, I thought that would be considered a ge
It's time to leave the toxic people behind by Tangled-Tales, literature
Literature
It's time to leave the toxic people behind
Life is a continuous cycle,
a carousel that never stops spinning,
of being in situations
where you are treated unfairly
by those you (thought)
held you close
and even if
you keep treating them kindly,
they will never return the favor
these toxic people
exhale poisonous gas,
that will begin to fill your lungs-
this hazardous air
can not even be purified
by your own clean breath
So dear:
It's time to find somewhere
where the air is fresh
as flowers and grass,
and you can be the sun-
appreciated for the life
and bright light
that you are,
It's time to leave the toxic people behind.
Hey everyone. It's been about a year since I've been on DeviantArt (maybe more) and I'm considering returning for lurking purposes LOL
Maybe I'll post drawing stuff.
Maybe.
It seems like a lot of people that I followed or I was friends with have disappeared off the site or to a new account... PEOPLE WHY YOU LEAVE
Anyways.
Is anyone alive? Haha :D
That's right. I will be attending B.A.P's concert in San Francisco on May 10th.
Better yet, I got the VIP front pit standing area. I will be so close to them!! Even BETTER is that there is most likely going to be a fan meet, so hopefully I can go to that as well.
When I go, I will try to take lots of beautiful pictures. Are any of you going, too?