Pretty Face Perfect Body Lyrics Novels & Stories

I grip tight on the pole as I let out some gravity off my body and slowly lift up my body. I move so slowly and follow the wave tone of music, a maxime trick above the pole. Those dark eyes were locked into my body movements. The way I sway my body around the pole my hair keeps following. “Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will, will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?” All lyrics of the music turn into a beautiful melody inside my head.

“Yes, Freddie. I have decided to have surgery. I spoke with the nurse at my school, and she basically convinced me to get it. I thought it over during those days off last week. I am getting surgery. You once told me that to be a model at Model Perfect, I had to be perfect. Well, a scar from a thyroid surgery would disqualify me from being perfect. That is a terrible motto for a company to have. We are all human and no one is perfect. We all have our flaws, secrets and scars. You wanted me to conceal my cancer like it was something to be ashamed of. Well, I’ll tell you something Freddie. It sucks. It sucks that I can’t swallow food. It sucks that it hurts when I talk, and it hurts when I brea

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

But I know you care Bring it over to my place🎶 🎶You don't know what you did, did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me. You don't know what you did,did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me. 🎶 The song was adding more pressure not helping in any way, at this point if I don’t act fast I wouldn't be able to resist. She loosened my bathroom robe and stared at my abs like she had never seen a man’s body before. “You are such a beautiful man, Prince. I never noticed this tattoo too“. She was redrawing it with her finger.

Sabrynaah Pope- Someone for you. My body moulded perfectly into his, he moved with the kind of ease no white man should possess but he did, and I felt a smile spread on my face as our bodies moved in perfect synchronisation and he dipped me dramatically and I wrapped my leg around his waist. Not too high, just enough for it to appear "classy", as I've been instructed. I got lost in the beat of the music and the deep longing look in his hazel eyes as the words met my ears and the lyrics somehow affected me. There's got to be someone for you, there's got to be someone who loves you.

🎶Come on, be my baby, come on (Come on, be my baby, come on) I'm in love with your body Come on, be my baby, come on My cheeks were bright red hearing the lyrics especially the line 'I'm in love with your body'. (Come on, be my baby, come on) Oh, I'm in love with your body Come on, be my baby, come on (Come on, be my baby, come on) I'm in love with your body Every day discovering something brand new I'm in love with the shape of you🎶 "Finally". I muttered and wiped the sweat on the forehead . A throat cleared which made me to jerk up . Rohan was looing at me in amusement. "So how was it". He asked.

After doing so, I immediately strip my body down and stare at myself in the mirror with hatred. Why can’t I have the body of all of those I*******m models? Why can’t I be pretty? Why is my body shaped this way? "You're disgusting." I say to myself before stepping into the shower. I grab my sponge and pour some VS body wash onto it as the song life is worth living by Justin Bieber starts to play through the speakers.I sing along to the lyrics as I scrub my body clean while discarding away all of my thoughts. This is my favorite song in the whole universe, Justin's music seriously speaks to me.

“But I’m an outcast I’m a creep, a wierdo What the hell am I doing here? I shouldn’t be here I don’t belong here...” Joy filled my heart when I heard my voice. I looked at Serra and smiled at her. I could feel the blood burst out of my lips. “It hurts, it hurts like hell But I don’t care I wanna have control I don’t care anymore I want a perfect body I don’t care whatever they say I want a perfect soul I want you to notice I want you to look for me When I’m not around So fuckin’ special, I want to be special.” I wasn’t singing by my throat.

I hold his gaze. “You’re fearfully and wonderfully made.” My heart skips. “Sophia Rosetta Rose, you are fearfully, wonderfully, and perfectly made. Every part of you makes you you.” Tears sting my eyes again. “Don’t cry.” I nod eagerly, but the tears spill out anyway. He catches them. “Now say it to me.” I shake my head. He strokes my back. “I am perfect. Say it.” I sniffle. “I am… perfect.”

It was our song, the song we all agreed was ours, Perfect by Ed Sheeran. I didn’t have to look at my brothers as we each went to one knee. “Riko Ayane Shiraishi, before you, we wouldn’t have dared to believe in fairytales.” I started. “But then all it took was one look, and each of us fell so deeply in love with you.” Elijah continued. “We knew in that instant there would never be anyone more perfect for us.” Darius said.