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she's one of those Scandinavian girls all your friends at the barbecue would say, "dude, how the **** did you manage to get with THAT?" because they're all entranced in her painted and unintentional glow, she's a diamond, and it's not the diamonds fault it's a diamond. it's a mix of luck, probability, and perspectives on beauty derived from thousands of years of embedded consciousness on what defines the aesthetics of a souls harmonic glances I'm luckiest because she's not just a diamond on the outside. the rest of her diamonds still reside underneath. speaking through her body yet still deep to discover and I'll keep looking. I'll keep looking and I'll discover how rich she is. But she doesn't know it yet. she may never know it. diamonds are easy to see, but hard to find.
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC
all the brothers at the barbecue
she's one of those Scandinavian girls all your friends at the barbecue would say, "dude, how the **** did you manage to get with THAT?" because they're all entranced in her painted and unintentional glow, she's a diamond, and it's not the diamonds fault it's a diamond. it's a mix of luck, probability, and perspectives on beauty derived from thousands of years of embedded consciousness on what defines the aesthetics of a souls harmonic glances I'm luckiest because she's not just a diamond on the outside. the rest of her diamonds still reside underneath. speaking through her body yet still deep to discover and I'll keep looking. I'll keep looking and I'll discover how rich she is. But she doesn't know it yet. she may never know it. diamonds are easy to see, but hard to find.
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 1:44 AM UTC
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