Han Geng
"You have to believe
you are your own hero"
Han Geng
My name is Monica, just your awkward, hyper, 22 year old from New York City. My blog consists of Han Geng and K-POP.
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fuckyeahhangeng:

Han Geng during 2 Days 1 Night recording | cr: 韩庚吧

fuckyeahhangeng:

(140919) 2014 BAZAAR Charity Night | cr: chinahangeng

1) Learn to put on your bracelets and zip up your dresses by yourself. There will be times when you will be alone.
2) Get on a long plane ride. Look out the window. Understand the immensity of our world. Understand your insignificance. Understand your absolute importance.
3) Press the send button. If you don’t say it now, you never will.
4) Do not sneer at happiness or roll your eyes at sadness. Be aware that apathy is not healthy.
5) You are more than the amount of people who want to have sex with you.
6) That pit in your stomach when he doesn’t text you back, it shouldn’t be there. No one should be able to control you like that.
7) Shopping is cathartic. Buy the shoes and deal with one-ply toilet paper for a while.
8) It will get better, but it will never be perfect. Learn to live through the small moments of happiness. When they disappear, remember they will resurface.
9) I promise that cookie will not change anything (except that it will make you smile).
10) Please, please, take care of yourself. You are everything to somebody. You are everything to your self. That alone is enough. —things to remember, -n.m. (via thegirlwithfernweh)
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pocketostars:

Han Geng and Elva Hsiao | The Listener

msdoole:

韩庚 | 爱的

jongupismybaby:

say you like kpop and you’ll find every racist relative in a ten mile radius

ayyo-whaddup:

English Translation by me

(Part A):
Searching for the director of this show.
It’s not black and white. Anything can be reversed.
Hiding in the dark, quietly snickering.
Roaring. Who can hear it?
Burning up. There is still no feeling.
Hot Hot Hot
Don’t think that I will pass
Every second like this.
I will not let you prepare for it.
(Part B):
Just wake me up,
What have you done?
Who controls? Who is directing?
Don’t wait until the last second to cherish the first.
In this show, I will do my best to play my part.
Lift the corners of my mouth and hide it all.
Cannot see. Cannot hear. Cannot smell.
Cannot taste. All that remains is a desperate prayer.
If it is not the end, I will not try to escape.
Don’t rush to laugh it.
Who is controlling? I know it.
(Part A)
Roar. This time, I will let you
Hear it. Feel my
Heart Heart Heart
Take advantage of every minute and
Every second in your current possession.
I will leave you with only your prayers.
(Part B)
Who is controlling? I know it.
Who is controlling? I know it.
This show, I have become the director.
It is black and white now. It will not reverse anymore.
I will quell all the troubles.
Just wake me up,
What have you done?
Who controls? Who is directing?
At the last second, look back and cherish the past.
My role in this show; I have done my best.
Lift the corners of my mouth and reverse it all.
Cannot see. Cannot hear. Cannot smell.
Cannot taste. All you have left is a desperate prayer.
If it is not the end, I will not try to escape
Nor will I let you laugh.
Who is controlling? See for yourself.

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