Mine is "Truth is beautiful."
I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Seriously, the world loves me. I'm not sure why it does, but I love most of it right back. I love wrapping presents. Flowers are important. That TOTALLY wasn't me who prank called you, I swear. I love to grocery shop. My boyfriend loves to cook. I can't get enough of kissing him. My bicycle has streamers on the handles. I think if people wanna know about my faith, they'll ask. I look young, and sound old. I love chaos, so you'll always find pets and teenagers around my house. I always have at least one book in my purse. At camp in high school, I was voted "Most Talkative." UNANIMOUSLY. I dance at the slightest provocation. This blog is my mirror, my publicist, my calendar, and my most flattering angle. I am its pushy stage mother. And apparently, I'm important enough to get hate mail. Sweet.
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Peace... is beautiful.
Dance... is beautiful.
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My left foot... is beautiful.
My right foot... is beautiful.
Orange nail polish is beautiful
Sunsets are beautiful
A good movie is beautiful
...just some random suggestions...
Orange nail polish is beautiful
Sunsets are beautiful
A good movie is beautiful
...just some random suggestions...
Health is beautiful.
Opening your eyes in the morning and seeing someone you love is beautiful.
Believing is beautiful.
Eating in bed is beautiful.
The word "parliament" is beautiul.
Hedgehogs racing is beautiful.
Druken Scottish men shouting at people down the phone in public phone boxes is beautiful.
Wandering through lonely suburbs eating fish and chips on a starry night in January is beautiful.
The minor seventh chord of any key is beautiful, particularly Cm7.
Nietzsche's moustache is beautiful. (What lies behind it less so).
The boundless enthusiasm of dogs for chewing gum trampled into the pavement is beautiful.
Hideous electronic washes of noise in inappropriate circumstances is beautiful.
Embarrassment is beautiful.
Cnfusion is beautiful.
Saturday is beautfiul.
Probably, Peru is beautiful.
The beach when it is really really foggy is beautiful.
Singing camp pop songs in the shower is beautiful.
Hydrogen is beautiful.
The sentence "hydrogen is beautiful" is beautiful.
The complex object consisting of Big Ben, Tristian Tzara, the colour green, the year 1986, world war two, Mont Blanc and the headquarters of Heinz ketchup, is beautiful.
If it is a central Europen landscape, it is beautiful.
The millionbillion firings of every synapse of Morrissey, Michael Stipe, Gaston Bachelard, Neville Chamberlain, Ross, Kieran and me, taken as a single whole, is beautiful.
Cereal is beautiful.
Lauging for no real reason is beautiful.
Instigating an awkward silence is beautiful.
The fact that I appreciate Jonny's sense of humour and capacity for making me laugh is beautiful.
sleeping after a day of hard work is beautiful
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