i wish and i keep wishing and i will never stop wishing and i will return again and again with my wish that you see a flower the way a flower wishes to be seen
i was beautiful
my mother never could understand because she was never even really pretty
she was serious,
devoted but not beautiful
my father was beautiful but he was an alcoholic
i got beauty and alcoholism from him
i try to be sad about this but it's difficult because along with the beauty came the ability to appreciate beauty and when you appreciate beauty -- beauty comes to you
i had a beautiful life k
i saw more beauty in my life than i will ever be able to describe of confide