We all might have experienced a form of love in our life. Be it loving a parent, a friend, a pet, a doll, or a lover and so on. But love is complex. Some of us ended up happy when others hurt. Some of us forgot when others struggle to dispatch the memories. BTS knew how complicated this emotion is and wrote so many songs about it. Did you relate to any of them the most? how is your love life going? tell me about you meeting a lover or ending it. Got an interesting love story? You can tell me anything the only rules are: It must be about LOVE and in ONE ask. Easy right? Now let’s get it ^^
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My day was just a normal day. I turned off the alarm 3 times and woke up on the 4th. The outfit I planned to wear turned up to be a flop so I wore a basic not so basic pink top, tapered black pants and matching charcoal colored stilettos. I woke up a bit late because I stayed up late last night talking to a dear friend so I rested without doing my nails. While typing my work at my desk this morning, each time I looked at my nails my soul felt it like a disaster. It was just messy nails, not a big deal. Now tell that to my perfectionist mind. What to do then? I was at work and it would have been weird asking for nail polish remover from my coworkers. Only then I recalled. When I was selecting my lipstick this morning to put it in my bag I also weirdly picked my nail polish. So what to do? Go to the bathroom and paint my nails? Wait until I go back home like a normal person? Or be my usual self and do what I want to do? I choose the last one of course. Why? because it’s how my mind works. Thankfully my nail polish didn’t have a strong smell and the air in the office was well aerated. So skillfully I did all my nails without anyone noticing. In the end, I pull out that smirk that you have when you are proud of yourself. I am really crazy now that I wrote this down, aren’t I? HAHAHAHA
Also I am not a robot but a ghost lol and this ghost loves you all ❤
MimiBTSGhost 