"You’re gonna notice me when I come in. I’m gonna make a statement without opening my mouth, and when I leave, you’re gonna remember that."
— Busta Rhymes






Tell all the beautiful girls how beautiful they are and how their hair is like the purest gold and their smile lights up the sun and how their skin is as perfect as the stars aligned in the endless night sky. Tell all the beautiful girls the truth about their beauty. Tell all the girls how their touch resonates with the perfection of the universe, and their voice is more lovely than the cool breeze on a summers evening. Tell all the beautiful girls that looking into their eyes is like your soul being dipped in the life giving water of your heart’s most ecstatic deepest dream. If she is beautiful, tell her.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Posted by QuixoticMama at 3:09 PM
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