Hello To My New Ship!!

 You rise with the moon, I rise with the sun.

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The Yesung’s awkward time XD

how it started how it’s going

can i die?!!!

Y'know when you hear someone talk about their “guilty pleasure” and how it’s always something pretty benign? Like, “My guilty pleasure is reading erotica,” or “I love to watch sappy rom-coms; it’s my guilty pleasure,” or “Netflix is such a guilty pleasure–I binge-watched that entire show last night!”

Can we stop?

There shouldn’t be something inherently guilt-worthy about reading romance novels, erotica, young adult, or any other genre. Just like there shouldn’t be an guilt about preferring one type of music, or movie, or sport, or whatever, over another.

You don’t need to feel guilty about it!

Can we, instead, use the term “guilty pleasure” for actual things we shouldn’t be doing? Like…when I eat dairy or gluten… That is 110% a guilty pleasure. I shouldn’t do it. I know I shouldn’t do it. I’m going to regret it later, but right now I’m going to enjoy the heck out of this cheesecake.

I’m tired of society telling me I should be ashamed of enjoying romance and sex and “girly” things. (Because it always seems to be those types of things that are our “guilty pleasures”) So… no, it’s not a guilty pleasure that I watch Pride & Prejudice four or five times a year, or that I devoured an entire polyam erotica series, or that I like to paint my nails, or that I listen (and sing along) to Disney soundtracks. Those are just things I like to do. There’s nothing wrong with any of them.

“You were married; don’t you know how this is supposed to go? The woman doesn’t want you to argue or try to solve the problem with logic. The woman wants you to commiserate with her. You don’t have to fix anything. Just stand there and nod and say ‘uh huh’ and ‘I understand.’ That’s all you’re supposed to do.”

—    Lindsay Buroker,  The Emperor’s Edge    

Tenshi Nanka Ja Nai (Chapter 4) by Ai Yazawa.

— you might make me a better man. — and you might make me a monster.