Girly Girly Quotes Novels & Stories

Quinn added. “Oh, shots,” Marcia grumbled. “This is all for us, girls. It’s to treat ourselves.” She cheered them up. “I hate it when my fats leave me…” Marcia said dramatically. “Sis, you need to remove fats in a few places. Don’t worry. You are still hot and sexy.”

I'm pleased that I've ruffled him for once. “Ok, why do I like you? Well, you are funny, sweet, witty, cute - “ “Cute!” I say, miffed. “What’s wrong with cute?” “Babies are cute. Puppies are cute. Grandmothers are cute. I am not cute,” I say, huffing a little. Carter laughs for a few seconds. “Ok, ok. Not cute. How about pretty?” “I’ll accept it,” I say, mollified.

"Grumpy" "Ugly" "You!" "you're lack of attention"

She was a literal golden goose! Giselle opened the door and stepped out of the car. The cameraman stepped back so that the camera could capture her from head to toe. The comments started flooding in at a greater speed. "Ah! A literal goddess! So gorgeous I could die!" "Madam, with a face and body like yours, you'd succeed in anything you do!" "I guess the color green could look this good, too. I'll get the exact same one later!" "Green seems like a lucky color, like money. It's a good sign. I hope my son gets to achieve his goals!"

“Do you mind if I post that?” “Go for it.” Cora Anne said. “Encourage more girls to step out of the norm. Heels are pretty, but boots are functional." “Women can do anything a man can do, except backwards and in heels.” Taz added. “Ginger Rogers.” Cora Anne smiled. “You should show her that tattoo.” Priscilla said gathering her belongings.

she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday whenever I compliment her she won't believe me and its so its so that she don't see what I see but every time she ask me do I look ok? I say When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are and when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause your amazing just the way you are. oo her lips her lips I could kiss them all day if she let's me. and her smile her smile she hates but

“Don’t ruin my makeup please? “ Lilly let out in a breath Jessica nodded and shook her head. Lilly was kind to help her get her makeup done just so she could relax because from the moment Lilly came home after work, she found her best friend on the verge of crying again so she helped her out to take her mind off her worries “Sorry but if he doesn’t like your hair, he’s an idiot! I mean look at you! If he didn’t get hard just by looking at you he must be gay or something; because from my book that” she pointed at her ”is freaking hot and classy and he’d be real blind if he doesn’t see it”

The feline assessed the noise, judged it to be beneath its notice, and began to lick its paws. Girly might have thought about her own standards of dignity and appropriateness and decided that they were both overrated like her, so she scowled back at them with an immature glare. "Girly, stop judging my issues, OK? You'll know soon enough when you find someone who bloody ignores you after some mind-shattering sex." It didn’t make her feel any better.

“No, no, it’s okay! Deep breaths! You’re beautiful, powerful and your body was made for this!” she said, clearly quoting something she saw on a motivational I*******m reel. “Yeah!” Lily added quickly, sitting beside me and rubbing my arm like she was soothing a startled cat. “Women have been doing this for centuries, babe. You’ve got this. You’re basically—” “A warrior queen,” Alanna cut in dramatically. “A goddess of pain and rebirth.” I blinked between them, hiccuping mid-sob. “I don’t feel like a goddess, I feel like an incubator with stretch marks!”