Perfect Day Nothing's Standing In My Way Novels & Stories

Can this day get any better? There stood my....

Oh, you know, you know, you know I'd never ask you to change If perfect's what you're searching for, then just stay the same So don't even bother asking if you look okay You know I'll say When I see your face There's not a thing that I would change 'Cause you're amazing Just the way you are And when you smile The whole world stops and stares for a while 'Cause girl, you're amazing Just the way you are The way you are The way you are Girl, you're amazing Just the way you are When I see your face

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark With you between my arms Barefoot on the grass Listening to our favorite song When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful I don't deserve this Darling, you look perfect tonight Baby, I'm dancing in the dark With you between my arms Barefoot on the grass Listening to our favorite song I have faith in what I see Now I know I have met an angel in person And she looks perfect I don't deserve this You look perfect tonight. Perfect by Ed sheraan was playing even if it wasn’t night yet , the evening was perfect and I had my first dance with my husband as he swiftly blew my mind away on the dance floor as. He kept twirling and twirling me around till I felt so di

“Matthew failed to tell you that he’s in love with the mother of his child. He took you and marked you on an impulse, but he has no intention of being with you.” I watched as her tears filled with eyes. “Why? What’s wrong with me?” “No, no, no, baby. You’re perfect. I’m just already in love with someone else. I want her and my child. I can’t be with you.” He quickly told her. “How can I be perfect, yet you don’t want me?” She cried. “It’s not your fault. I’m really sorry.” He said as he rubbed her arm. I could tell that he was doing his best to resist the tingles that their touch created.

Andrea was staring at the ceiling thinking when she grabs her phone and play music. Playing: Perfect by Pink Made a wrong turn, once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss knowing it's all good, it didn't slow me down Mistaken, always second-guessing, underestimated Look, I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing

“It might have been. He’s had a moustache for most of his life. It changes his face a lot.” Sebastian threw the tissue in the bin. “I think I’m nearly ready to face people now. I’ve had my emotional moment. Now it’s time to smile at people and say it’s the best day of my life.” “Is today the best day of your life?” Edward asked curiously. “I consider the best day of my life to be when I married you and the second best day will be when we can freely be together. I count today as the third best day,” Sebastian explained.

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No matter how much I prayed or wished or dreamed, I knew it would probably be the latter. The forest was beautiful in the morning, just after sunrise. The sky still showed traces of pink and purple and the sun was barely visible above the distant mountains. Light shined through cracks in the dense thicket of trees and made the forest look almost magical. I nearly forgot about all of my worries as I stared. My foot suddenly caught on something and I didn't even have time to yelp before my body hit the ground. Laughter surrounded me and I sighed in defeat. Of course, nothing ever went smoothly with me.

She would forever be a friend. Will got a shower and dressed really quick when he got back to my apartment, and I decided to just wear sweats and a T-shirt. Everyone always says to not wear nice clothes since the gel they use is sticky and gets everything weird if you miss any wiping up. Plus sweats are the easiest to pull down since it almost feels like you expose yourself with how low their probe has to be.

Once again, as always, her mother blamed her for everything. Diana didn't agree with that. That's why that night she had worn a short silver dress that highlighted every curve of her body, showing off her long, toned legs. Her chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. They made a nice contrast. She was sitting at the bar when the guy she had been most attracted to in college approached her and was now a successful business executive.