angelical face, higley.
i only wish..
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I disagre ... That's so bad, Jean ... You were pretty once! What a shame :sick:
:D
:crash:
(Nah ... it isn't angelical ... not that. I still search for the right word ... :idea: )
[Actually, there's something in common between you and Niamh. I mean, no, er, you're very different, but I'm trying to find some same source for describing the beauty of each of you ...
I think you, Higley, look like a cat who's been mother. They're more ... gentle. Less ... treacherous, than young cats. (When they aren't bitter.) There's nothing bitter about you.
However, at the same time you look like a cat, you have something of of a horse as well. I'm .. afraid of horses. This is possibly why I can't actually describe completely your beauty ... I don't know.
As for Niamh, you look like a treacherous cat, Niamh. Tamed, though. A tamed lion(ess), as Ron Tolkien spoke of cats ...
I'm not sure Higley is a cat, but Niamh is a cat, all right! Well, it's my eyes.
:D ]
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Hey! ... that's the part you never reveal to the public, Sprinks! :flare: By all the thunders in heaven that fall!, a magician never reveals his secrets!!! !!! !!
Even so ... Who could tell, haha! Lol! :) & You're still pretty, girl. (& I'm still proud of yo'.)~]
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Higley is absolutely gorgeous...
And in Lima, I have another green eyed monster. ;)!
you have pretty eyes lima.
mine:
http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/3...eyes737875.jpg
(yes I'm still bored at work)
hahaha!! you are so funny!
:lol: ...
genius woman!!
Didnt we have a threda of eye pictures once upon a time? :confused:
It's so fascinating. All these pictures, all these people from across the world represented in this thread for all to see. I've seen the pretty faces in this thread, I've seen all the faces, the eyes, the manipulations. All the honesty and dishonesty. All it tells me is that we're humans. Some vain, some insecure, some fascinated by others, some only interested in themselves. Such a shame, it has destroyed my image of you, yet I cannot turn away. I am fascinated.
I sit and wait, for a while at least, wondering if a picture really does say a thousand words, or if one word is enough to show me a thousand pictures. The bench at least is free of snow. The worst cold has gone and the flowers beckon another spring. I Watch the people, see them come and go, waiting for that one word to come along.
I admit there might be a few exceptions. :)