Why should you limit yourself to being just pretty?
Don't be just pretty.
Be a storm, beautiful, dark, intelligence flashing across your eyes like lightning and a voice as loud as thunder. Be a storm and never be silent.
Be a forest, rooted, wise, strong and unmovable in the force of opposition and yet a dancer in the wind. Be a forest, and loyal to your land.
Be the ocean, glittering, mysterious, captivating thousands of hearts and countless lives in your allure. Be the ocean, and be ruthless.
Be nature. I guarantee nothing will get you farther.
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 7:24 PM UTC
Why should you limit yourself to being just pretty?
Don't be just pretty.
Be a storm, beautiful, dark, intelligence flashing across your eyes like lightning and a voice as loud as thunder. Be a storm and never be silent.
Be a forest, rooted, wise, strong and unmovable in the force of opposition and yet a dancer in the wind. Be a forest, and loyal to your land.
Be the ocean, glittering, mysterious, captivating thousands of hearts and countless lives in your allure. Be the ocean, and be ruthless.
Be nature. I guarantee nothing will get you farther.
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