The Beat to my Heart ♡

I’m drawing a very definitive line between my wonderful memories of B.A.P - what they stood for and what they mean to me - and the reprehensible behaviour of a person I can no longer support.

I’m just so disappointed.

It’s also really infuriating that all the talent, hard work and general goodness of the other boys is tainted by association.

I’m not worried for them, I don’t believe any of this will overshadow them or what they do - they are sure to be respected and loved.

I do worry about them. How they will process everything, deal with things, cope with this. But they’re all adults - they will navigate this.

But it’s awful that something they (and we) loved so much cannot remain whole and perfect.

Like I said before, I don’t begrudge others the happiness, relief - or now, worry - they feel. I just cannot feign interest anymore. I’m aware it’s harsh, but once my respect is lost - the situation is hopeless. The kindest (and healthiest) thing for me to do is divide the timeline into two eras and move on.

official_jdh: 사진이 맘에들어서 가져왔어요. 9년동안 함께해줘서 고마워요. 정말 많은 이야기를 하고싶지만 아끼도록 할게요. 다음에 우리만나는날 하도록해요 함께. 정말 고맙고 보고싶고 그립고 사랑합니다.❤️ #BABY #IY

I used this photo because I love it. Thank you for being with us these 9 years. I want to tell you many stories, but I’ll save them for later. Let’s do it the next time we meet, together. I’m really thankful, miss you, long for you, love you ❤️ #BABY #IY