The worst thing in the world, is to see a girl, beautiful, skin tone looks just like honey, lips look like they taste sweeter, eyes that look like they belong to some sort of feline, and a body too unbelivable to describe. The worst is to see girl like that, and not atleast try to start a conversation.. the worst is to see her and not do anything, and spend the rest of the day, maybe even week, hitting yourself and asking why you didnt "Just say Hi?".. that to me, is one of the worst feelings ever... i think next time im just gonna say hi... whats the worst that can happen?... cant be worst than askin yourself "What if" for a week staright.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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Gotta Quit Being Shy:
The worst thing in the world, is to see a girl, beautiful, skin tone looks just like honey, lips look like they taste sweeter, eyes that look like they belong to some sort of feline, and a body too unbelivable to describe. The worst is to see girl like that, and not atleast try to start a conversation.. the worst is to see her and not do anything, and spend the rest of the day, maybe even week, hitting yourself and asking why you didnt "Just say Hi?".. that to me, is one of the worst feelings ever... i think next time im just gonna say hi... whats the worst that can happen?... cant be worst than askin yourself "What if" for a week staright.
The worst thing in the world, is to see a girl, beautiful, skin tone looks just like honey, lips look like they taste sweeter, eyes that look like they belong to some sort of feline, and a body too unbelivable to describe. The worst is to see girl like that, and not atleast try to start a conversation.. the worst is to see her and not do anything, and spend the rest of the day, maybe even week, hitting yourself and asking why you didnt "Just say Hi?".. that to me, is one of the worst feelings ever... i think next time im just gonna say hi... whats the worst that can happen?... cant be worst than askin yourself "What if" for a week staright.
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