Novel & Cerita Pretty Person

But when I count in my personality, I give myself a ten. Once when I told a friend-enemy that I was a ten in my book, she called me vain. But I just told her I was speaking honestly. My mother always told me to judge myself honestly and to stay sweet. Because a poor personality can sour even a pretty face. My mother also said to admit if you find yourself attractive. Because if you lie and say you find yourself ugly when you don't, you become a liar. And liars aren't pretty.

She asked me in a very shaky voice. “Those comments don't mean anything babe. You are not a slut or a tramp. You are a wonderful person. All those people, the poster, the commenters, they do not know anything about you and if I am being honest, they do not deserve to know you. You are an amazing person, babe.

At the sight of this enchanting woman, she snorted coldly: "Ouch, what kind of people would associate with He covered his nose as if he was in the same house as Allen Peterson, which was an insult to her. Allen Peterson smiled and said that the hell is easy to see, and the little devil is hard to deal with. He has seen many great people. Money is one aspect, and self-restraint is also an indispensable part. And this self righteous woman is exactly the type he most disdains.

"Are you sure about all of this? Tell me, this isn't some kind of trick." "I'm not the kind of person who jokes around. Again, I'm telling you that this is not a game." "But, I'm not your type." "My type?" "Yes, the kind of woman who keeps up with fashion, who's extremely delicate and who doesn't..." I stop speaking when I see him burst out laughing. "I'm sorry, but I'm not looking for that kind of woman right now. Understand once and for all that I want you," his laughter immediately fades, and his face turns serious. "Why would I look for someone else when it's you that I want?"

People were mesmerized with her elegant, princess like beauty. "You look beautiful." She smiled at his complement. She was happy that her efforts did not go waste. He always complemented her. 'You look great', 'You look amazing'. He would say these things even if she had dirty clothes and Messy hair but this was different. It did not call her pretty or great, he said she was beautiful. Aaron was one of the best and most good natured guys Jessica had never known. He had a calm and sweet personality, very polite and well spoken. He had always been so respectful and kind to everyone that if she did not know him, she would mistake him as a saint.

"I bet she won't believe you." "Why do you think that?" "No one could fall for you with your attitude," I remarked offhandedly. Georgia whipped her head toward me. "What? I have a very charming, tactful personality! I've closed many deals and solved many issues with my personality." "I can't believe you just described yourself as tactful." "Do you even know what that means?" "Just because I'm poor doesn't mean I'm illiterate." "That was not what I was insinuating at all."

"well, I mean,I've seen girls cuter than you." "Wh...hey!" I snapped. "I will say something along the lines of though," he continued,ignoring my indignant huff of air. I crossed my arms "I bet he won't believe you." "Why do you think that?" "No one could fall for you with your attitude," I remarked offhandedly. Jaden whipped his head towards me."What? I have a charming tactful personality! I've closed many deals and solve many issues with my personality." "I can't believe you just described yourself as tactful."

"Most people come in looking for safe. You’re looking for statement." Evelyn met her eyes. And in that moment, she wanted to say: "You don’t know how much your kindness saved me." "You don’t know how many times I came here just to feel seen by someone who didn’t judge." "Thank you. For remembering me before I remembered myself." But she didn’t. She just smiled. And said, "I think I’m finally dressing like the person I’m meant to be." The assistant rang her up. No rush. No impatience.

"And what's your name?" "Pieter, sir." His voice is piping and carries an accent. Eastern European of some ilk… "You have a nice voice, Pieter. A nice face too. I know someone who will like you." Standing again, I move along the line to the next; to a girl. She's older, with a round face and blotchy skin. I tip up her chin to get a better look. "Mmm… Can't say the same about you, can we? Face like a potato. You're never going to be pretty."

"Beauty is only skin deep. Those who know you will be attracted to your inner charm." Liam opined, "I'm not good with faces. I think pretty girls look the same, but an interesting personality is one of a kind. Those bastards will fall for your personality and talent." Axel wrote, "Lyse, you know I'm more into legs than face." He sent a shrugging emoji followed by the text, saying, "Silas, I expected better of a civil servant. How could you judge a book by its cover?" Silas fired back, "Fuck you. That's not for you to say."