You Are Way Too Beautiful Novels & Stories

the tailor whispered. "What makes you so beautiful to me is that you care so much about others; that you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you; that you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you; that's what's got me for life. You aren't just beautiful; you make the space around you beautiful as well; you affect others and bring their beauty out of them, and you do it with ease. It's who you are. You are a flower that makes others bloom,

"I'm doctor Great, your psychiatrist, it's nice to meet you." He nodded to a chair and I sank into it. Suddenly one Facebook message dropped, I had to check it and it was another beautiful poem. Your beauty is ecstasy Giving me intense pleasure Your beauty is eternity Gazing at itself in every image of you Your beauty is heart enflamed Burning me in your eyes which one shade the more and one ray the less Your beauty is soul enchanted Filming like brilliant irregular rainbows in the memory of your image which I see though I close my eyes

Astrid replied and chuckled. "See?" "What?" "You're beautiful when you are smiling and laughing so avoid having a grumpy and cold face," Zaykee stated. Astrid stopped for being surprised. "Really, huh?" "Yeah, I mean it," "But you just stated the other day that-- for you, I am not the most beautiful girl," "Uhh yeah," Astrid squinted her eyes again. "I mean, for me, my mom is the most beautiful woman in the whole universe, Althea,"

Celeste: morning beautiful :) I have been looking at her message over and over again for the past two hours and I fear that it might lose the influence it has on me. I’m grinning like an idiot and my heart tickles while reading it again. And it’s not because she called me beautiful. Celeste just cleared some doubts I had.

“I said do not pretend to be stupid. All you girls are alike, with your fake smiles and your stupid words. Nobody wants a women who is made out of wax.” “Oh,” is all I manage to say. He is right again. Something that keeps happening tonight. I wonder if Ida thinks of me as wax. If she thinks I have nothing of substance to offer. I pray she does not. For if I am wax she is slowly melting me down, and I fear under her touch I may become nothing at all.

To this Richard replied abruptly, "Are you close with me to ask this question?" Krystal replied in a friendly but caring tone, " It's not a matter of being close or not!! Come on!!! I saw the sadness on your face, Don't you think of me as a fool!! My parents always suggest me to share my sadness when am sad so that I will feel less sad. And it's truly said. When you share your sadness, your burdens are lessened, so try to share it!!! It's not a big deal !!! I won't tell to anyone" To this Richard said in an irritated manner, "Enough of your bullshit crap!!"

beauty said “ brother already got a girl

Only talk to him if he is sure she is beautiful. ***

Flashback Part 3 Ella Victoria Everette's Point of View I'm getting too used to when someone was telling me that I'm so beautiful. I mean, all of us are beautiful in our own way. I don’t know but when someone tells me that I'm beautiful, it hits different. But always remember that a person's beauty depends not only on their appearance but also on their heart. In my case, I was beautiful inside and out. Well, I'm just saying that we are beautiful in our own way.

As I accelerated my car really fast, I looked in the mirror again, but the car was getting slower. He doesn't know who I really am. An unbeatable street queen. Even everyone who often participates in wild racing knows me. "Why you laugh?" asked Zara suddenly. "It's nothing. I was just looking at my face in the rear view mirror. Turns out I'm beautiful." I replied with a chuckle. "Yes, Alina Soldatove does look beautiful like a royal princess." Zara replied with a chuckle. We laughed together. "Wait, did Bryan know that we were going to the village?" asked Zara again.