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I don't very much like compliments anymore. Please, please don't call me beautiful. I'm still trying to cope with the last time I was called beautiful, *I wouldn't a' ****** ya if you weren't* How reassuring, he said it as though my beauty was the only reason I was graced with the gift of his **** It wasn't the drinking or the party or the conversations we held. Only my beauty.   Beautiful is what the men who are twice, no, three times, my age nod at me as I walk to work. Beautiful is the nickname given to me by one night stands who can't seem to remember my name is Nicholle. Beautiful feels like his hands silhouetting my body after I told him to stop. Beautiful just reminds me of how hollow I feel at the end of the day Beautiful is an understatement for everything I am. So please, find another way to compliment me, a different adjective to describe me looks. Or better yet don't compliment my looks, I am so much more. You can compliment my words my soul, the way I make you feel.
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
the word beuatiful
I don't very much like compliments anymore. Please, please don't call me beautiful. I'm still trying to cope with the last time I was called beautiful, *I wouldn't a' ****** ya if you weren't* How reassuring, he said it as though my beauty was the only reason I was graced with the gift of his **** It wasn't the drinking or the party or the conversations we held. Only my beauty.   Beautiful is what the men who are twice, no, three times, my age nod at me as I walk to work. Beautiful is the nickname given to me by one night stands who can't seem to remember my name is Nicholle. Beautiful feels like his hands silhouetting my body after I told him to stop. Beautiful just reminds me of how hollow I feel at the end of the day Beautiful is an understatement for everything I am. So please, find another way to compliment me, a different adjective to describe me looks. Or better yet don't compliment my looks, I am so much more. You can compliment my words my soul, the way I make you feel.
nicholle-justine
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 10:59 PM UTC
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