I'm so sick of everyone doubting that Hideaki and I can work.
I'm so sick of the "He's in Japan, Kristen. Who knows what he could be doing right now?"
I'm so sick of the "You've never met him, how can you love him?"
I'm so sick of the judging when I tell them my boyfriend is in Japan.
"Oh, is he on vacation?" "No, he's from there." "Oh."
Why can't people be happy for me?
First they call complain because I don't have a boyfriend,
Then when I do, they still complain.
The endless Skype sessions
The "Good morning" and "Good night" messages
The endless "GDMO dates"
The White Day package
And the Valentine's Day gift
The planned first face to face on my birthday
All of it makes me happy.
He makes me happy.
He makes me love myself.
For once in my life, I feel like I matter
For once in my life, I feel beautiful.
Please don't judge me because you don't know what he and I have.
You don't know shit.
So if you're just going to judge rather than be supportive
Go fuck yourself
Listening to: Love, LaLaLa - VIXX