my heart's your pin cushion.

WHUSSUP

You know you're lovin it.

Some people don't know what privacy means.
Some people don't know what 'leaving people alone' means.
Some people just don't seem to have a heart; a fully functional, working one.

I know reporters are 'die-hard', they would do anything, ANYTHING, to get their jobs done. But to the extent of showing the exact location of his house? A bit too much, you think? But of course, of course, in their eyes, it's nothing. How would they like it if I place a big-ass camera crew in front of their house, while they snoop around and do their dirty work? Trust me, I know about all the drama behind the cameras.

Which is where, we, fans, come in. We fight in a rational, discreet manner. We do not start riots and World Wars, we just show our support, our care, and most of all, our love. And yet, we get branded as 'hardcore'. This does not reflect well on us fans. It would be pretty amazing if you delusional reporters correct the mistake that you made, but hell, the news is already out. Now people are gonna swarm his doorstep. Where is he going to rest now? Hell, netizens made his leave his country, and now reporters make him leave his house?

I can't believe this. Not a single bit of it. Everything seems like it should belong in some A-List drama, and we're the characters inside. Life is just a play, and we've got our own different stages. Sometimes, our stories clash, and problems arise. Sometimes, they get solved, most of the time, they don't. I honestly don't know what else to say anymore. Because this is a war where the winner would be judged by Him.

Personally, I think that the media industry is too much. They take things too seriously, they are like birds of prey, circling around, sniffing out gossip like a couple of bloodthirsty pirates.

Till then,
I'm outta here.
GD-Babyism.

[Take one, two steps, and there you are. Wherever you wanna be]

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