chodím sa si na birdz len čítať tento textík dolu a pridávať môj ťažký camwhoring, keďže som neschopná a neviem udržiavať kamarátstvo s ľuďmi ／人◕ ‿‿ ◕人＼

ale inak som zlatá, mám rada pokémonov a všetky tie milé ázijské pičoviny, mojou životnou aspiráciou je kiki reed a chcem byť všetkých kamarátka, len to, ako je vyššie spomínané neviem.


.Sungmin made long sweeping motions with the sponge across Kyuhyuns forehead, his eyes bright and hard. "First thing you have to know is, your misery is boring. Personal pain is boring, suffering is boring, depression is boring, melodrama is boring. Everyone gets the same old shit repeated day after day, month after month, year after year. Theyve had enough of their own misery, they dont need to see yours as well." The sponge went down to Kyuhyuns cheekbones and up to the edge of his ears.

"The first trick is you have to dress it up. Pretty words, flowery imagery, glamour and irony. Who wants to see something ugly? No one, even if its the truth. Especially if its the truth. You have to make pain beautiful." Sungmins lips curled up into a smile as he carefully brushed a sheen of Desert Sand talc across Kyuhyuns delicate puffy eyelids. "And then you step out into the light. You tell the whole world your story and let them eat it up.

"The second trick to make your misery entertaining is you have to be funny about it. Everyone loves a good chuckle. Be witty, be humorous, be humble, be ironically self-deprecating. Everyone loves to see bad fortune when they can be amused about it with no guilt attached because youve already made it fair game in the first place.

"The third trick is that you have to make them empathize with you. Sympathy is out of style, no one does it anymore and you dont want it in the first place anyway. Empathy is the new black now. They dont have to feel sorry for you, they just need to feel like they have something in common with you, like theyre living your story themselves. We dont have enough energy to be sad for another person, the only one we care about is ourselves. The way to do this," he smudged light oily balm across Kyuhyuns bottom lip, the pouty lips warm and soft under his fingertips, "Tell your story like its your audiences story. Play it up in second person narrative.

"And that is how you put on a show. That is how you make your sorry-assed life a spectacular spectacle. That is how you do attention-whoring."

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