@loveseungm: crazy for u oh booyy :: #seungmin #straykids #kpopfyp #skz #fyp

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sumaya.not.soumaya.123
⋆。˚꒰ঌ sumi ໒꒱˚。⋆ :
I love this guy if I was a boy he would be my boy crush
2026-07-19 12:09:02
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.stillmnstr
:c :
seungmin amor te amo con todo mi korazoncito
2026-07-15 00:08:28
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seungmeaf
m𝒾nmin ᣟ 𓈒 ͜ 🐇 ♡ 🐈‍⬛️ :
I love seungmin
2026-07-14 23:23:29
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romi39148
Romi :
Seungmin te amo
2026-07-16 16:54:55
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leavefativersealonebro
notfativersewhosthat :
Bros so tiny he fits in my pocket
2026-07-16 08:06:56
54
longforhyunjin
꩜ :
My close and personal friend [cute]
2026-07-16 18:29:21
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bya.77
♱𝕭𝔂𝓪♱ :
💕
2026-07-16 23:06:18
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danyelyta20
pizaña :
Mi ex wey
2026-07-15 17:10:15
17
hyunjinsthong
hyunjinsthong :
im in love with seungmin 🤗🤗🤗
2026-07-14 23:21:48
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999han_ia
hanna⸆⸉ :
KIM SEUNGMIN
2026-07-15 20:15:55
6
ana02.24
✮⋆˙ ana ꨄ . :
my favorite
2026-07-15 06:11:40
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log4nlee7
ttys :
I love him smmmm😟❤️❤️
2026-07-15 09:27:21
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yoon_like
Yöon؛ 🥥 :
2026-07-15 00:10:37
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t.dkn0win
𝐃𝒊.𝚔𝐲˙ɴᴏ𝐰˙⋆. :
No se que harían sin seungmin 😭💔
2026-07-16 19:19:05
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gisminiverse
𝑔𝒾𝓈ℯ𝓁ℯ✩𓂃 :
2026-07-15 15:25:00
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siteinicol_11
Nicol_11🍥 :
😭😭😭😭 amo a Minnie 💗🎀
2026-10-25 21:52:11
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mar_11066
𝕸𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩❕ :
WUAAA LO AMO. 😭💘💘
2026-07-17 22:05:16
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pplaaar
𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓪𝓻 🎀 :
tann tierno lo amo
2026-07-17 02:39:50
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yyyawxxning
yyyawxxning :
how could anyone hate on him
2026-07-18 02:31:05
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milanamaxi
mila₩zz :
🥰
2026-07-18 02:47:12
1
shf_sof5
miniseungkim 💙 :
Seungmin por ti vivo
2026-09-04 09:59:33
2
nxztmk
雷 :
tamo seungmin
2026-07-17 07:46:39
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When exactly did you stop being the girl in those old photos? You know the ones. You’re looking at her and she’s squinting into the sun, not knowing a thing, and you want to reach through the screen and hold her face. Because if you ask most women, they can’t give you the year, but they can give you the moment. The hallway outside the hospital room. The phone call at the kitchen counter. The day you sat in your car in the driveway because you couldn’t walk into your own house yet. It’s strange how a life can split in half on an ordinary Wednesday and everybody else just keeps buying groceries. When a woman loses her mother, she loses the one person she could call about nothing. She’ll pick up her phone to ask how long you boil an egg and remember all over again. When someone she trusted betrays her, she doesn’t only lose them. She loses her own judgment, and she starts rereading the last five years looking for what she missed. When her heart gets broken, she learns she can be left, and she learns what the bathroom floor feels like at 4 a.m. When she loses everything and has to start over, she finds out how much of who she was had been resting on things that could be taken away, like the house, the title, the last name, the plan. And then there’s the last one, which might be the quietest of them all. There’s no funeral for it and nobody brings you food. It’s just a regular night when you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, too tired to cry, and you finally understand that no one is coming. Not the apology. Not the rescue. Not the person who’s going to walk in and say you can rest now, I’ve got it from here. And you get up anyway, and you make the appointment, and you pay the thing, and you pack the lunch. People look at women like that and call them strong, and I understand why, but I don’t think it’s a compliment they ever asked for. Most of them would trade it in a second to have their mother back on the phone. They got strong the way a broken bone gets thick. If you’re in the middle of one of these right now, you don’t have to turn it into a lesson yet. You’re allowed to just be sad for a while. And while it’s true that no one can do your life for you, needing people was never the mistake. Being saved and being accompanied are two different things, so let someone sit next to you. There are moments that forever change a woman. She doesn’t come back from them the same. But look at her anyway, still standing in her kitchen, still boiling the egg, somehow, all on her own.
When exactly did you stop being the girl in those old photos? You know the ones. You’re looking at her and she’s squinting into the sun, not knowing a thing, and you want to reach through the screen and hold her face. Because if you ask most women, they can’t give you the year, but they can give you the moment. The hallway outside the hospital room. The phone call at the kitchen counter. The day you sat in your car in the driveway because you couldn’t walk into your own house yet. It’s strange how a life can split in half on an ordinary Wednesday and everybody else just keeps buying groceries. When a woman loses her mother, she loses the one person she could call about nothing. She’ll pick up her phone to ask how long you boil an egg and remember all over again. When someone she trusted betrays her, she doesn’t only lose them. She loses her own judgment, and she starts rereading the last five years looking for what she missed. When her heart gets broken, she learns she can be left, and she learns what the bathroom floor feels like at 4 a.m. When she loses everything and has to start over, she finds out how much of who she was had been resting on things that could be taken away, like the house, the title, the last name, the plan. And then there’s the last one, which might be the quietest of them all. There’s no funeral for it and nobody brings you food. It’s just a regular night when you’re sitting on the edge of the bed, too tired to cry, and you finally understand that no one is coming. Not the apology. Not the rescue. Not the person who’s going to walk in and say you can rest now, I’ve got it from here. And you get up anyway, and you make the appointment, and you pay the thing, and you pack the lunch. People look at women like that and call them strong, and I understand why, but I don’t think it’s a compliment they ever asked for. Most of them would trade it in a second to have their mother back on the phone. They got strong the way a broken bone gets thick. If you’re in the middle of one of these right now, you don’t have to turn it into a lesson yet. You’re allowed to just be sad for a while. And while it’s true that no one can do your life for you, needing people was never the mistake. Being saved and being accompanied are two different things, so let someone sit next to you. There are moments that forever change a woman. She doesn’t come back from them the same. But look at her anyway, still standing in her kitchen, still boiling the egg, somehow, all on her own.

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