My Idol is a Delinquent
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Ongoing, First published May 06, 2015
I'm just an ordinary fangirl fanning over a gorgeous - hot - handsome faggot.  

I spend my money just to be with him.  Go to his concerts,  buying bunch of their merchs, supporting until my last breathe and loving him from a far. 

Despite of this damn truth,  I really do love him as much as I love myself. Crazy? Yeah,  I do?

I love him as Sun shines up the moon. I love him as a light pass through the dark.  I love him whole-heartedly .

I know I look like imbecile but I'm still sane. I just support him damn much and even it will cause me harm. 

I will always love his cute little smiles.His hot looking face. His jaw that was perfectly shaped. His brown and clear eyes that can melt every lady's heart.  His porn hair that is ready to be fucked. He's damn a walking God. I adore him that much that I can sacrifice my whole self just to see him and be with him. 

Not until I found out his flaws. I became his enemy , his basher and the love I thought was true was slowly disappearing.
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