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THIS ME
<p>I think I need to introduce myself again. 🤗</p><p><br/></p><p>Hi, I'm Betty Liss.</p><p><br/></p><p>I write poems, drabbles, short stories, slice-of-life pieces, and random thoughts that usually visit me when I should be sleeping.</p><p><br/></p><p>But there's something else you should know about me.</p><p><br/></p><p>I'm a K-pop Stan...not a casual one.</p><p><br/></p><p>I'm the kind of person who hears an idol say one thoughtful sentence in an interview and suddenly has a whole essay to write. Sometimes a song lyric becomes a poem. Sometimes a live broadcast becomes a life lesson. And sometimes I disappear for hours because a fictional love story involving my favorite idol simply had to exist.</p><p><br/></p><p>If you see me quoting Bang Chan, don't be surprised. If I suddenly bring up something Namjoon said five years ago because it somehow explains life, that's completely normal around here. And if I quietly share the comforting words of Jonghyun, just know they probably stayed with me long after I first heard them.</p><p><br/></p><p>So yes, you'll find fanfictions, drabbles inspired by my favorite idols, reflections on their words, cozy stories, quiet essays, and me occasionally acting like my bias line accidentally became my unpaid life coaches.</p><p><br/></p><p>If you ever catch yourself wondering, "How did we get from faith... to Bang Chan... then somehow end up with Namjoon and Jonghyun before finishing the paragraph?"</p><p><br/></p><p>Trust me...</p><p><br/></p><p>I was wondering the same thing.</p><p><br/></p><p>Welcome to LISS WHISPERS...where stories, feelings, faith, and K-pop somehow learned to live under the same roof.</p><p><br/></p><p>I'm really glad you're here. 🥰</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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The cost of misandry
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The Only One Who Stayed
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The shape of her absence
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The Concept of life
Life feels like a ninety-minute football match with no extra time, no penalties, no do-...
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The Aftertaste
It always starts the same way—that slow, nauseating twist in my gut,like my body knows ...
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Bruised by My Own Truth
I opened my chest like a trembling door,letting the light fall on every bruise I hid.I ...
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GRAPHITE
There is a pencil on the desk,but the canvas is your skin—a quiet battlefield where no ...
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The Last Light I Carry
with every heartbeat i have lefti will defend your every breathcarve shelter out of the...
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The devil i call exams
When the exams come, the nights grow long,Books become battles, and my mind a throngOf ...
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