jungkook: from now on, our armys must bring id cards here, i’ll check them
seokjin: that’s right, show us your age.
seokjin: and one more thing, everyone who’s younger than me, don’t call me ‘seokjinie’. you got it?
fans: yep! seokjin-oppa!
jungkook, namjoon: seokjinie!
seokjin: last time a 02-liner girl called me ‘seokjinie’.
jimin: hyung, a 04-liner also did that to me. she was a middle schooler.
seokjin: a 02-liner called a 25-year-old ‘SEOKJIN-AH!!!!!’
jungkook: anyway, you have to bring your id card.
seokjin: that’s right, bring your id card and show us your age. if you don’t have an id card, bring your student card and ask ‘oppa, this is my age, can i call you ‘seokjinie’ once?’ (in formal language)
seokjin: those who don’t have id cards are all babies. you have to call us oppa.
yoongi: passport is accepted too. passport, id card, driver license.
park jimin is the most cutest thing in the world! he is beautiful, and his little cheeks… oh ):
the jimin is, literally, a light at the end of the tunnel. he is an angel, my angel. when you’re sad, just a smile of him animates, isn’t that incredible? everything in it is designed nicely, when it was made, it was carved. the mouth, the eyes, the cheeks, nose, smile, hands, legs, the whole body. he is the sun of that phrase; “tomorrow’s a new day, when the sun sets, everything improves.”, because when he comes, it washes out. the jimin is a guide in the darkness, is the hand that takes you out of depression. when you are on a bad day, just watch a video of him laughing, done! everything improves. you have welcomed the existence of jimin today? i’ve realized how much god was kind to put it in our lives? have you ever thought that the jimin is a way out for bad times that we would have, but thanks to him we’re not even going to get close to these moments? have you ever thought how great is the love the jimin for us, armys? have you ever thought how much he appreciates us? if you reflect on all this, will gets thrill.
the jimin says not evolved, but evolved yes! he is amazing!
it’s always been, but has become more and more every day.
his body is so beautiful, he don’t need to lose weight, he’s beautiful!
even when he tries to be sexy is a baby. i love the jimin more than anything, and i know that this is a tumblr of edits, but wanted to share it. he doesn’t deserve any kind of hatred, he is just a baby that even learned to walk straight. the jimin already took so many bad days, i can hardly explain how he does it, just do it. your way enchants anyone, the way he handles the fans is wonderful. when their eyes close when you smile, it’s so cute ):
i’m very proud to have this tumblr, i love him too much, and he makes me strong. give me a reason to not give up if he hadn’t given up, i wouldn’t have gotten to where it is.
dear park jimin, you’re a prince, wait disney note your presence, will unseat all the princes who have gone there.
your body is beautiful, and you don’t need to change it. i love the way it is, and i will never change my opinion about it.
if you fall, i will get up, because i know how important my love to your life.
feel loved, millions of people are here to love you and give you reasons to go on.
i know that this text does not show my love for you, but know that i love you. i know you will never see, but i hope you feel my love.
you are my everything, and i will never deny that. i love you even when you’re not around, and i know it’s a love without end.
If i were to give you a rose, give you a pink rose. meaning; pink roses; are considered as a symbol of grace, delicacy and elegance and are used to express admiration, sympathy, gratitude and love poetry.
thanks for everything, park jimin.
Gosto de quem olha com doçura, nunca perde o encanto, esquece as desavenças e perdoa o que passou. Gosto de quem se arrepia com uma música, sente uma lágrima rolar com um filme e se alegria com uma lambida de cachorro. Gosto de quem sorri ao ver uma criança, de quem mantém seu lado puro, de quem entende que a vida é melhor quando a gente observa o que acontece com olhos inocentes.
Gosto de quem olha com doçura, nunca perde o encanto, esquece as desavenças e perdoa o que passou. Gosto de quem se arrepia com uma música, sente uma lágrima rolar com um filme e se alegria com uma lambida de cachorro. Gosto de quem sorri ao ver uma criança, de quemo, de quem entende que a vida é melhor quando a gente observa o que acontece com olhos inocentes.
Abban a kávézóban, úgyis találkozni fogunk.
Ha nem fél év múlva, de két éven belül.
Te leszel, aki mellém leül.
És abban a kerületben
soha többé nem akarok majd kávézóba be.
Meg arra a buszra se fel, hiába fűtött.
Félek majd a villamosra.
Lefelé nézek a metrón.
De újra meglátlak.
Boldog vagy és a hajad kifakult.
Én meg boldog vagyok,
Az ünnepélyes boldogtalanságban,
a Pest-esőben fejemre
tapadnak a keratin-szálak.
Arccal felfelé fogok nézni az Istenre,
ahogy szemembe adja könnyeit.