Sunday, May 29, 2011
Sometimes I want to feel pretty
Sometimes I just want to feel pretty. You know the feeling. When I feel pretty I feel more. I feel deeper. I feel truer. When I feel pretty there is even more power in my words and more conviction driving my actions. Its great to do something great...but isn't it better to do it pretty? No, no no. Do not misunderstand. I do NOT mean 'pretty' pretty. I mean pretty. I don't mean how you look. I mean the feeling. The feeling of pretty.
Feeling pretty.
When a boy looks in your eyes and you know he sees past your outside pretty to your inside pretty.
Feeling pretty.
When a boy kisses you not because you are pretty, but because he wants you to feel pretty.
Feeling pretty.
When your world is falling apart and you still find the pretty.
Feeling pretty.
When you've conquered a fear and you look at yourself and see your new set of smiles because of the conquered fear.
Feeling pretty.
Being looked into. Not at.
Feeling pretty.
Waking up with the sun melting over your face.
I want to feel pretty.
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I love your writing! Just saying! You know how to put it into words:)
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