Random Thoughts on Love🤷‍♀️

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I love, LOVE. I mean, I am a firm believer of love and all there is to love. I am a preacher of love in every ramification😅. The problem is I've not fancied myself in love in the last three years.

Hold up🙄, before you judge me and send me to the gallows, I have loved before🤷‍♀️. Infact I have loved three good times in my entire adult life. However, after the last love fell apart, I "unconsciously" made a decision to pursue what I really wanted and don't get me wrong, they were all wonderful men, with sweet hearts. It just never worked out. 

I mean, I see lovers and I go mushy and swoon over them, until I have a man in my DMs and I'm all "shooo, shooo, shooo, go away and leave me the heck alone". 

It took me last year to realize that I needed to make room for someone who wasn't family or friend and become more open to the idea of being romantically involved again, even though my spirit is fighting this decision and I'm still doing hard girl😭.

I wrote this to say, dear lovelies, I know valentine is approaching, y'all stay safe out here, send me your "Me and Mines" picture if you have a boo and I will swoon over them.

To the everly single pringle loners like me😌, I have a bottle of wine Johnny Drille gifted me at Johnny Drille's Room Live Abuja, come "let's be lonely together" in the famous words of Avicii and Rita Ora. For my misery would sure love company that day🤤

Y'all stay safe and don't kill yourself because of the season😘😘😘


Comments

  1. UnknownJanuary 14, 2022 at 3:22 PM

    Lol. I pray I won't be Lonely that day, however I would like to drink from that wine, shey it's red?
    😂😂
    Love the note too, it carries heartfelt words that ring pure words which are not refined❤️🤗

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  2. XendanFebruary 2, 2022 at 11:32 PM

    Can I come for a sip from the bottle???

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