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I Write.

I Read.

My Bias Is Le HuangZiTao

& Sehun & Luhan.

I Ship HunHan & TaoHan & SeTao.

   

      

 

   

  

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 Do Not Plagerize

Cause I know it's tempting.

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HuangZiTao]

do you know what he means to me? Of course you don't. you don't live inside of my heart.

Huang. the yellow sun that brightens up my day.

zi. the son who was born of a blessed mother.

tao. the peachy topping to my lifes perfection. 

Huang ZiTao = everything i could ever need.

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-HuangºZiTao

maybe its the way he smiles

or  maybe its the way he cries,

maybe its his features

maybe its the glint in his eyes,

maybe its his physique 

or  maybe its the way i feel when he falls.

maybe its that flawless skin

Or maybe its none of those at all.

what i love about him

will always be a secret.

    

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 Do Not Plagerize

Cause I know it's tempting.

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HuangZiTao]

do you know what he means to me? Of course you don't. you don't live inside of my heart.

Huang. the yellow sun that brightens up my day.

zi. the son who was born of a blessed mother.

tao. the peachy topping to my lifes perfection. 

Huang ZiTao = everything i could ever need.

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-HuangºZiTao

maybe its the way he smiles

or  maybe its the way he cries,

maybe its his features

maybe its the glint in his eyes,

maybe its his physique 

or  maybe its the way i feel when he falls.

maybe its that flawless skin

Or maybe its none of those at all.

what i love about him

will always be a secret.

    

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I want to write you a note. yea, I'm crazy for you. yea, I am a delusional fan who is over obsessed with you. matter of fact calling myself these things hurt since i know that is what i've been called by everyone. that out of all the people in the world why would you come to loving me. i'm just an idiot. a stupid young woman who needs a reality check. i've been judged so much everytime i try and describe what i love about you. you know why i've been judged? because i don't tell anyone i love you because of your 6 pack or your pretty face or overall your looks. i tell them i love the way you tear up in shows and how you speak ever so gently to your fellow exo members or how you mention concern about your family back home on national tv. but guess what they do? they call you a wimp and gay and weird and whatever the their ignorant minds can think of. i try and explain to them that you're better than that, but guess what? thats when i've turned into that obsessive girl who doesn't stop talking about you. sometimes i wish they would simply just tell me straight up that their ing annoyed by my feelings for you. i would willingly shut up. maybe i just want to talk to someone like i do with others. i'm willing to listen, but others aren't for me. i guess its just me and i know its just me that can feel this. not everyone is the same and i know that considering what i feel for you others probably won't. i know the soul that resides inside of me and i know that no one else has experienced it. just as this attachment to you. no one has ever felt it except for me. they can argue. i just won't listen. i won't take in anymore than i already have because i've never loved anyone like this and if i have, it has turned out bad. this time if i ever meet you, i'm hiding all of my feelings. i won't show you anything because i know that something bad will happen. instead i'll sit here wishing for the day i get to look you in the eye and maybe shake your hand or get an autograph. but i will never tell you how i feel. because i can't risk it. why do i feel like this? did you really have to be so difficult for me catch? maybe since i've been deprived of love that i've been envying my entire life is why i'm craving your embrace so bad. maybe i'm just a hopeless girl that sits pretending to be someone she's not just to imagine being with you. i can't believe i'm typing this. i promise i will get to you one day. i promise i'll make you smile even if its for one second. i promise we'll meet one day and i'll eventually spill everything, but not when i'm just a fan girl. not when i sound like everyone else. i've always wanted to be different. but different as in the one you love. what does anyone who loves another want? for them to love them back right? it's happened in my imagination, in my dreams, but it will happen in reality. even if it would be considered a day dream. even if its considered oblivion. whatever its considered. i'm going to make it. one day. 

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[zitao

 

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Taoziºtao

 

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too cold outside    for angels to fly.

There is No

 

Sunlight

Never seeing you baby...

×huangzitao×

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