If you worry about how you look when you smile, you are doing it wrong.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
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19 comments:
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Thank you for coming back to me. I wished for
you.
I personally think this is the best post yet. Love this advice, and it's something that I think I'll quote, so if you get any new followers in the next few days, thank me! :P
If you can analyse my smile why not remember my day of birth?
Thank you.
As long as I have you to make me smile that's all that matters. Kissiepoos!
I just got my passport photo taken last week. I sneaked a smile in.
Don't tell him I told you, but he has different smiles. I know each and every one that he's let me see by heart. Sometimes they're fake to hide how he's feeling, or they're because he feels uncomfortable. But my favorite one is after he says something corny... He'll let out this awkward laugh; allow his eyes meet mine; and then he smiles, ear to ear. He's fascinating and it was truly love at first sight.
I smile as wide and often as I can. I wouldn't have done this a year ago.
maybe one day youll realize i know you are shattered inside.
oh iain, your words are just beautiful.
Your half crooked smile will always be one of those things I will always carry with me, even though I have lost you ages ago... It will always warm those really cold corners of my heart that no one gets to anymore.
And oh those dimples. Forever mine.
I knew it. But I couldn't help doing this, so thank you for confirming it...
Not self conscious anymore. I don't give a flying fuck what anyone thinks, thanks! Me.
This blog always pulls through for me when I need it. I really want you to get published so these beautiful words can reach more eyes and ears and mouths. Thank you for coming back, especially at a time like this, I now have something to look forward to
Beautiful.
<3 thank you
I was taken aback and I wondered for a second if you were a ghost who lurks in my house sometimes. Thank you, thank you, thank you. This meant so much.
You know the sound I miss most? Your laugh.
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