Personal Message
KIM MYUNGSOO
SENIOR GUITARIST
❝ I'D PROBABLY STILL ADORE YOU WITH YOUR HANDS AROUND MY NECK.❞
FOR HER.
WHO DEEMS HERSELF TROUBLE.
❝ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ.❞
ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴘs,
ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘs,
ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴇ.
❝ʙʟᴀɴᴋ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅʏ ᴠɪsɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴛɪsғʏɪɴɢ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴄᴏʟʟɪsɪᴏɴ. ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴ ᴇʟʙᴏᴡ sᴡᴜɴɢ, ᴏʀ ᴘᴜɴᴄʜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴇᴀʀs, ᴀ ʙᴜᴢᴢɪɴɢ ᴅʀᴏɴᴇ. ɪ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅᴇᴇᴘʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴘᴜsʜᴇᴅ, ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴᴋ. ɪ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ɪ'ᴅ ғɪx ɪᴛ ʙᴜᴛ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ. ɪᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɪᴛ, ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ.❞
13
MARCH
winter child..
Straight
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SINGLE
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BAND MEMBER
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semi interested
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lover
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❝ғᴜʀᴏʀ.❞
Unlike most rock singers, Myungsoo wasn't one with a traumatic past which pushed him towards that kind of music. in fact, one would say that he had a pretty decent childhood. He didn't have an abusive father nor did he grow up with a single mother. He was sheltered most of his life from the unpleasantries of the world. highly introverted and quiet in his nature.
Until his older sister entered her band phase and began listening to rock. living together, they were bound to listen to the same songs. which led to his interest in it, although he didn't take a liking to it at first. it went all fine the first couple months, despite their parents' disapproval of such -violent- taste.
"You're affecting your brother negatively" they'd say. "Tainting his precious head with your goth music."
They only ever scolded her for it. They've never listened to the lyrics which repeated in her head on the daily. They've never known or cared about what went on inside her head. Even the one person who cared enough to share her taste, they managed to separate them. Claiming Myungsoo was too young to listen to such music.
His sister was obviously depressed. but they didn't pay much attention to know that it wasn't just a style or a music taste. They didn't pay much attention to notice the scars on her arms. nor did they see the signs before it was too late.
Her words still echo through his head. "Music makes me feel less alone." Perhaps it was the main reason why he started a band. he wanted to get his voice out there. to help those he couldnt help before. But mostly, he just needed an anger let out. he needed to pour it into the mic not to pour it into self destruct. and it became a part of him. it became who he is. his anger let out.
Her words still echo through his head. "Music makes me feel less alone." Perhaps it was the main reason why he started a band. he wanted to get his voice out there. to help those he couldnt help before. But mostly, he just needed an anger let out. he needed to pour it into the mic not to pour it into self destruct. and it became a part of him. it became who he is. his anger let out.