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She's smiling pretty razorblades

The same pretty blue eyes - square jaw - smooth shoulders.

 

Fingers caress lips, chills, tingle. 

 

Smile, laugh, turn away - arms around waist, cheek against cheek.

 

"Don't go . . . " The whisper remains the same each time. "There's something about your eyes your smile"

 

Inhale exhale spinning twisting - gravity takes over, fight hard give in . . . ooooh

 

Goddamnit.

 
 
   
 

stefanie
stefanie

you are so pretty when you smile...
you don't need to frown
for your life has just begun
you don't know what it is to love
to hate, to hurt
smile now my angel
life is waiting for you
you mean so much
to so many different people
put your words of hate and hurt away
it'll be okay
you'll be okay
you will turn out just fine
just remember to smile
and think about the better times
when things were easier, happier
because life is full of ups and downs
and those ups outweigh those downs




okay so i started that a few days ago when i was feeling down... people would always be like "you have the prettiest smile" and i just used that in this one that i just made up about my cousin... she's a really great kid... i love her to death... i don't know what i'd do if i found out she was doing anything to harm herself... especially since i can't see her every week anymore or go for walks with her... i miss her...
 
 
 

   
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There's a smile I've forgotten. :)

It's been a long year, and I've settled a lot of exuberance, but about five times yesterday, during the wedding and the reception, I found myself doing that smile.

It's totally unconscious. I can't do it if I try, it just happens. I have no idea what it looks like, but it gets caught up in my cheeks, so that if I try to let go, it still lingers there. I feel like a little kid again - we smile a lot less as we grow up.

Mindy was so pretty. I love her veil. Watching her face when she and Jon exchanged vows, I felt happy-tears spark.

Yep, I'm a little sap. But I'm a happy little sap.


 
 
   
 

So I asked her how old she was...

...and she is 53.  It appears I was a bit off in my guess, but oh well.  Doesn't phase me much.  She really doesn't look her age in the slightest.  I'm sure she probably thought I was crazy, although she didn't come out and say it.  All she did was answer me and then ask me my age.  Smiling as always.  Such a pretty smile...But there I go again.

 

I suppose that's really all I had to say.  Farewell for now.

 

~Rachel

 
 
 

 
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