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Monday, October 14, 2013

Bishonen Sonnets

Tells a story, no it's a poem about a character who's in love with bishonen! She was so crazy that she wrote them in her diary as a poetry book. Check out this enchanted poetry book. 

My name is Missy, you might know me as the diarist from "To Ledger". This is sooo embarrassing to write about bishonen sonnets but I am proud to announce that I'm an anime fan. Like many anime fangirls, I gotta thing for bishonens. What is 'bishonen'? It's Japanese for 'pretty boy'; Shonen is also Japanese for 'boy' but I'm sure most fans have heard of that before. If you think about it, the word 'shojo' is Japanese for 'girl'. If I were a boy, I would have a thing for bishojo, that means 'pretty girl' in Japanese. But alas, I am a girl with a thing for 'bishonen'. 

3 Blue Men 

It's like angels came down from heaven, save me from my own living hell. My heart was scarred and they healed me from all the abuse. Pretty boys like them are made out of angel wings, sweet words, and beauty from above. It's so nice to have someone say such honeyed words to make my heart sing. These boys don't try to use women, they like all girls--despite their age--how sweet! I wish I had them to myself, or one of them. 

Even an angel can have clipped wings, Poor Hundred Nights lost the love of his life. Almost fell into madness 

The Pretty Boy Named Oscar


My dear Ozzy, I understand you love your beloved inspector. But fan girls, like myself, have an obsessive love for your curse-beauty. You hate Fujiko Mine with a passion, the loathe you have her seductive charms, but I don't like how you call her 'pig' or 'pig lady'. The word you say makes me both squirm & tingle in a good way, what word is that? "Spittoon", that is. You call her a 'spitting smoker'? Well, she's not just a 'spittoon'--She's a 'mighty, fine spittoon'. When you knock out that femme fatale; it totally scared me. I love the way you recite a poem in a passionate way, I love the way you sound so hot as you pour red wine over Fujiko's naked body, you mused over your addicting infatuation. The way you lick the red wine off the unconscious Fujiko's lips. How you purred, how you look so much like a girl and you did it so that girls would drool, get aroused, go insane for you. You want your revenge so badly? Give it all you got, pretty boy.