#gorgeous girls
All those other girls are cake…I’m Crème brûlée…Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above
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It’s not very easy to grow up into a woman. We are always taught, almost bombarded, with ideals of what we should be at every age in our lives.
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All those other girls are cake…I’m Crème brûlée…Tiramisu, if you will. Just a few notches above.
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When it seems you are pretty much of a fool after all—she can make you a king when she climbs on your knee and whispers, “I love you best of all!”
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She can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity—spend your money, your time, and your patience—and just when your temper is ready to crack, her sunshine peeks through and you’ve lost again.
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The treacled pop songs, the dresses described in the catalogs with words like ‘sunset’ and 'Paris.’
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She is loudest when you are thinking, the prettiest when she has provoked you, the busiest at bedtime, the quietest when you want to show her off, and the most flirtatious when she absolutely must not get the best of you again.
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One of the biggest mistakes girls can make concerning their romantic life is sitting around waiting for their prince to find them, rather than getting out there and finding him themselves.
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We must teach our girls that if they speak their mind, they can create the world they want to see.
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