your features make me think, they make me beg for you and your thoughts. i want to know whats going on in your brain. for noone else does. your features are sharp sweet and painfull. ill never look at you the same way ever ag
He wasn’t much of a looker. Bulbous, almost. Fat in the face. Like he lived off of hot dogs and slushies. They were rolls among rolls. His face was squishy and mushy. Yet his voice was soft as silk and as beautiful as the wind on a hot summer’s day. I didn’t love a man for his face, I loved it for his interesting milky voice.
I met a man years ago in the small cafe where i earned my money as a youth. He would come in every day and grab a coffee and a pastry, would say good morning and smile with crinkles around his eyes.
Everyone has features weather big or small. Our features are what make us who and what we are. Some creatures have large noses some have small eyes but it is these annoying things that many people despise.
and i wonder what happens to you:
talking about reincarnation, transmigration, the eastern philosophy is a novelty in this small town, you say, there is no injustice in the world
pause
look down, onto your hands, a papercut and a bruise
this one is for stepping on an ant, you say, fingering the damage
and i am sad.
i think the most important features in a person are the personality and the attitude. that’s the only thing you really need. in fact, there’s no certainty about beauty, actually is subjective and it depends on the time.
His sharp features left me speechless. After endless seconds of silence, I recognized that I really had no desire to say anything. We sat there dwelling in the comfort of no noise; I continued to let the light work its magic on his face.
features.. every human being has their good features and bad features, each of us having different opinions on which is which. unfortunately some of us judge o
His features had always been exaggerated, no matter how he tried to cover them. He had tried everything. Hats, hair to his shoulders. everything. He always thought people looked at him and instantly thought of Pinocchio. That’s why he never had much confidence with the ladies. Till he met Lindsay.
She used to have such womanly features. Men reached out to her whenever she walked are into a room, but out of the blue a disease began to ravage her and now her features are distorted leaving wondering “What’s the point?”
My face
Your face
My looks
Girls are beautiful
Boys are handsome
Don’t love for physical features
love what is on the inside
everyone has good features
everyone.
Don’t judge someone by their features
Features is what makes you, you.
His features were amazing. Light gray eyes, soft skin, thin lithe body, well healthy tanned skin. All in all stunning. Everyone’s eyes were always on him when he walked into the room with a slight spring in his step. His well toned thighs always keep peoples attention when walking.
Are something you write for magazines or newspapers. Or aspects to a product. Movies can also be features and sometimes they’re good and sometimes they’re not.
The cruel elements showed no mercy~ the driving rain lanced angrily at any exposed flesh, disappointed by it’s inability to pierce, but determined to penetrate into the souls of those insolent enough to pass through here. Doubtless its rage stemmed from the inferiority it felt due to it’s fleeting inability to change the features of the landscape with the same majesty as the ice which had passed before.
This is on a person you can have their eyes, nose scars, wrinles anything. It helps you define a person. Iut is alsi sometimes not a nice thing as some people dont like their feayures and they are what makes them sdo every one should jeep and like their features althoughI can understnad Trans people as they think they were born wring so they can change their featyres
I saw the features rising up from the abyss. The new landscape formed before my eyes, marked by deep, jagged cracks reaching into the depths. One could not tell where the land started and the darkness ended, only that the darkness was going to be filled. The terrible tremors shook the raw world to its very core.
nose, chest, face, remarkable features, strong features, characteristics, politeness, tidiness, features of your house, of your life, of everything you see, made up of features. featuring your favrouite star, your favrouite song, featuring…part of everything and the result of everything. feature in this with me. fetaure in it and become it and love it.
Her eyes were like the wind over the ocean, a mix between grey skies and blue water. She couldn’t stop me from looking at her, she couldn’t stop me from picturing a fishing boat trawling in the depths of her irises. She was beautiful, and though I could never look at her for longer than a moment, I couldn’t help but want her forever.
they arrange themselves quickly, not not quickly enough to conceal the initial response — one of shock and delight, casually construed into a nonchalant smirk. i reach toward you and hesitate, my arm extended, fingers reaching for the secret revelation of your true reaction. i grasp and let it fall as the words escape your lips: “that’s cool.”
futures. mink. rabbit. mother. mOTHER. never ever ever question the reaper. features. futures. mink. rabbit. never don’t ever. never don’t ever question yourself because YOU are the reaper and YOU are the mother and YOU.. are the feature. The future. now bow.
the body is a like an art museum. everything about it is different than everyone elses. No one has the exact same features. Their eyes, mouth, nose, cheack bones, jaw. everything is unique.
The bright lights welcomed the group into the theatre. Picking a seat to the tune of munching popcorn, they made enemies of those behind them. Already the feature presentation was starting.
He exhaled with a cough and a chuckle. Features. Everyone wants to be in features baby. But you ain’t earned it yet. You’ve got to be seen and noticed by the money men first … and they’ve seen cheeckbones better than yours. Believe you me. Mischa Barton is snuggling up to the geek from Saved By The Bell right now and hitting her marks. So get your sweet ass out of bed, doll, and put on your sneakers. I’d run if I were you.
the defining asspects of a persons life, those simple things that give us curare and endurance, that motivatre us to the extreme and that try our strengths.
And as you can see, this model features the latest in modern conveniences. The fastest load times, the quickest framework, the most up to date developments for the modern woman. Don’t look under the hood, you won’t find anything of use there. Just look at the beautiful dashboard and all the pretty buttons.
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Some can sing like birds, others dance like stars in the moonlight. Some are strong as a lion or smart as a fox. In the end, its not your features. Its you.
The features that you find beautiful in someone aren’t necessarily their best. They could be dark, secret passages to the things that lay beneath the surface they don’t want anyone to see.
I always notice his features. What do I like most about them? His kind eyes. No, his well kept hair. His distinct jaw line. No, what I love most is his crooked smile. The slyness in the raised corner, his half entertained bemusement. I never noticed, but he is pleasing to look at. But is that true in reality or the workings of my feelings?
Everyone has features that attracts them to the one person that they end up falling for. Whether it is a crooked smile, or beautiful eyes, distinct features create every relationship.
It’s a feeling I’m not entirely accustomed to. That desire I’ve never allowed myself to feel–the fantasy of my index finger tracing your features, exploring every contour and every inch of your body.
The features of your face are like no other. There’s nothing as beautiful and elegant as your eyes. Your lips have a life of their own as you speak with such grace.
Her features were delicate. Fragile. Beautiful. He caught himself thinking of them often and being unsure what his beauty meant to him. She was so callous, he shouldn’t be so attracted to her. But he couldn’t resist.
your features make me think, they make me beg for you and your thoughts. i want to know whats going on in your brain. for noone else does. your features are sharp sweet and painfull. ill never look at you the same way ever ag
He wasn’t much of a looker. Bulbous, almost. Fat in the face. Like he lived off of hot dogs and slushies. They were rolls among rolls. His face was squishy and mushy. Yet his voice was soft as silk and as beautiful as the wind on a hot summer’s day. I didn’t love a man for his face, I loved it for his interesting milky voice.
I met a man years ago in the small cafe where i earned my money as a youth. He would come in every day and grab a coffee and a pastry, would say good morning and smile with crinkles around his eyes.
Everyone has features weather big or small. Our features are what make us who and what we are. Some creatures have large noses some have small eyes but it is these annoying things that many people despise.
I always seem to like the features of other people’s faces better than my own.
and i wonder what happens to you:
talking about reincarnation, transmigration, the eastern philosophy is a novelty in this small town, you say, there is no injustice in the world
pause
look down, onto your hands, a papercut and a bruise
this one is for stepping on an ant, you say, fingering the damage
and i am sad.
i think the most important features in a person are the personality and the attitude. that’s the only thing you really need. in fact, there’s no certainty about beauty, actually is subjective and it depends on the time.
His sharp features left me speechless. After endless seconds of silence, I recognized that I really had no desire to say anything. We sat there dwelling in the comfort of no noise; I continued to let the light work its magic on his face.
features.. every human being has their good features and bad features, each of us having different opinions on which is which. unfortunately some of us judge o
His features had always been exaggerated, no matter how he tried to cover them. He had tried everything. Hats, hair to his shoulders. everything. He always thought people looked at him and instantly thought of Pinocchio. That’s why he never had much confidence with the ladies. Till he met Lindsay.
She used to have such womanly features. Men reached out to her whenever she walked are into a room, but out of the blue a disease began to ravage her and now her features are distorted leaving wondering “What’s the point?”
My face
Your face
My looks
Girls are beautiful
Boys are handsome
Don’t love for physical features
love what is on the inside
everyone has good features
everyone.
Don’t judge someone by their features
Features is what makes you, you.
Soft blue long hair. Black onyx eyes. Thin long torso. Masculine face. All of these feature made up Nicholas.
His features were amazing. Light gray eyes, soft skin, thin lithe body, well healthy tanned skin. All in all stunning. Everyone’s eyes were always on him when he walked into the room with a slight spring in his step. His well toned thighs always keep peoples attention when walking.
Are something you write for magazines or newspapers. Or aspects to a product. Movies can also be features and sometimes they’re good and sometimes they’re not.
The cruel elements showed no mercy~ the driving rain lanced angrily at any exposed flesh, disappointed by it’s inability to pierce, but determined to penetrate into the souls of those insolent enough to pass through here. Doubtless its rage stemmed from the inferiority it felt due to it’s fleeting inability to change the features of the landscape with the same majesty as the ice which had passed before.
This is on a person you can have their eyes, nose scars, wrinles anything. It helps you define a person. Iut is alsi sometimes not a nice thing as some people dont like their feayures and they are what makes them sdo every one should jeep and like their features althoughI can understnad Trans people as they think they were born wring so they can change their featyres
I saw the features rising up from the abyss. The new landscape formed before my eyes, marked by deep, jagged cracks reaching into the depths. One could not tell where the land started and the darkness ended, only that the darkness was going to be filled. The terrible tremors shook the raw world to its very core.
Future features film forever in a claustrophobic feeling. fumbling through features on the screen. faking facial features to attract lovely creatures.
fingers. how they’re small or long or worn. and those wrinkles around his eyes get me every time.
Features. figures of features facial features. future features 3d feature… i’ve got nothing to feature here….
Her most prominent feature was the big, bulbous, protruding nose.
nose, chest, face, remarkable features, strong features, characteristics, politeness, tidiness, features of your house, of your life, of everything you see, made up of features. featuring your favrouite star, your favrouite song, featuring…part of everything and the result of everything. feature in this with me. fetaure in it and become it and love it.
Her eyes were like the wind over the ocean, a mix between grey skies and blue water. She couldn’t stop me from looking at her, she couldn’t stop me from picturing a fishing boat trawling in the depths of her irises. She was beautiful, and though I could never look at her for longer than a moment, I couldn’t help but want her forever.
Features reminded me of feathers when I read it! Strange way the eyes and the mind work.
they arrange themselves quickly, not not quickly enough to conceal the initial response — one of shock and delight, casually construed into a nonchalant smirk. i reach toward you and hesitate, my arm extended, fingers reaching for the secret revelation of your true reaction. i grasp and let it fall as the words escape your lips: “that’s cool.”
futures. mink. rabbit. mother. mOTHER. never ever ever question the reaper. features. futures. mink. rabbit. never don’t ever. never don’t ever question yourself because YOU are the reaper and YOU are the mother and YOU.. are the feature. The future. now bow.
the body is a like an art museum. everything about it is different than everyone elses. No one has the exact same features. Their eyes, mouth, nose, cheack bones, jaw. everything is unique.
The bright lights welcomed the group into the theatre. Picking a seat to the tune of munching popcorn, they made enemies of those behind them. Already the feature presentation was starting.
But they shouldn’t matter, she whispered.
I know, but it’s just the way it is.
Please, she pleaded, take me for who I am.
If society doesn’t, why should I, the man replied. The overflowing fat in his cheeks rippled when he spoke.
He exhaled with a cough and a chuckle. Features. Everyone wants to be in features baby. But you ain’t earned it yet. You’ve got to be seen and noticed by the money men first … and they’ve seen cheeckbones better than yours. Believe you me. Mischa Barton is snuggling up to the geek from Saved By The Bell right now and hitting her marks. So get your sweet ass out of bed, doll, and put on your sneakers. I’d run if I were you.
the defining asspects of a persons life, those simple things that give us curare and endurance, that motivatre us to the extreme and that try our strengths.
And as you can see, this model features the latest in modern conveniences. The fastest load times, the quickest framework, the most up to date developments for the modern woman. Don’t look under the hood, you won’t find anything of use there. Just look at the beautiful dashboard and all the pretty buttons.
Only $12.99!
Some can sing like birds, others dance like stars in the moonlight. Some are strong as a lion or smart as a fox. In the end, its not your features. Its you.
The features that you find beautiful in someone aren’t necessarily their best. They could be dark, secret passages to the things that lay beneath the surface they don’t want anyone to see.
I always notice his features. What do I like most about them? His kind eyes. No, his well kept hair. His distinct jaw line. No, what I love most is his crooked smile. The slyness in the raised corner, his half entertained bemusement. I never noticed, but he is pleasing to look at. But is that true in reality or the workings of my feelings?
Everyone has features that attracts them to the one person that they end up falling for. Whether it is a crooked smile, or beautiful eyes, distinct features create every relationship.
It’s a feeling I’m not entirely accustomed to. That desire I’ve never allowed myself to feel–the fantasy of my index finger tracing your features, exploring every contour and every inch of your body.
The features of your face are like no other. There’s nothing as beautiful and elegant as your eyes. Your lips have a life of their own as you speak with such grace.
Her features were delicate. Fragile. Beautiful. He caught himself thinking of them often and being unsure what his beauty meant to him. She was so callous, he shouldn’t be so attracted to her. But he couldn’t resist.