What Makes You Beautiful

l'aime plus qu'un amoureux Sachez-le It is trite, ANY, WHEN HE DECIDES annoying, you can almost say boring. IT MOCKINGBIRD, annoying, BUT I LOVE IT IS NOT POSSIBLE TO POINT I LOVE IT , I DO NOT SEE EVEN banality ONLY BECAUSE MY EYES , IT IS SPECIAL, BEAUTIFUL , SO BEAUTIFUL . INNER BEAUTY MAKES ITS BEAUTIFUL. I CAN NOT TELL YOU THAT I DO NOT WANT HIM TO SAY, ​​WHEN , WHAT I FEEL AS I lie YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT IT MEC , IT IS GOLD AS IT IS SWEET , caring, funny, nice , INTELLIGENT AND REALLY

to cry stormily. "they're such beautiful shirts," she sobbed, her voice muffled in the thick folds."It makes me sad because I've never seen such-such beautiful shirts before” ( fin du texte de Gatsby ) The story takes place at Gatbsy’s house in Long Island, New York in the 1920. Gatsby and Daisy had a love affaire five years previously. When Gatsby met Daisy, he wanted to show his house to her. Daisy was bowled over by Gatsby’s house because it was beautiful. He began throwing shirts and Daisy

LOVE STORY What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me. Once, when she specifically lumped me with those musical types, I asked her what the order was, and she replied, smiling, "Alphabetical". At the time I smiled too. But now I sit and wonder whether she was listing me by my first name - in which case I would trail Mozart - or by my last name, in which case I would edge in there between

Paroles et traduction de "Creep" Creep (Salaud) When you were here before, Quand tu étais ici autrefois Couldn't look you in the eye Je ne pouvais pas te regarder dans les yeux You're just like an angel Tu as l'air d' un ange Your skin makes me cry Ta beauté me fait pleurer You float like a feather Tu flottes comme une plume, In a beautiful world Dans un monde merveilleux And I wish I was special, Et je voudrais être spécial, You're so fucking special Tu es tellement particulière

don't belong living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has gonna take it's toll we have to pay for the love we stole It's a sin and we know it's wrong Oh, our love keeps going on strong Steal away to the dark end of the street You and me They gonna find us, they gonna find us They gonna find us love someday You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me When the daylight all goes around And by

public. What is more, when we know better a person the physical appearance doesn’t matter. For example, 1 years ago, I meet one person, he is not handsome, but he is not ugly too. In short, he is a very good friend, and with him physical appearances don’t matter. Furthermore, I think if we love somebody for its appearance it is because we don’t really love the person, because the verb “love” doesn’t stop at physical appearance ! Love somebody its love for his personality, for what he is inside

Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Beautiful Reported by Tony Dokoupil Newsweek July 19, 2010 Don’t Hate Me Because I’m Beautiful Beauty can be its own glass ceiling. Before I defend plainness as a career strategy, let me concede that we should all strive to be leggy, doe-eyed, and beautiful. It certainly beats the alternative—or does it? For all their professional advantages, members of the eye-candy crowd may not sit as prettily as they appear. Few studies have examined the perils of beauty, or

Cambridge 1. What makes of Cambridge a very particular kind of destination which is worth the visit? Cambridge is situated in the East of England, at only 20 minutes away of London. Cambridge is a city with many faces; one can admire the beautiful museums and art galleries, the beautiful architecture and majestic college buildings. The most famous building in Cambridge is King’s College Chapel where you can see a fan vaulted ceiling, stone carving and stained glass, but you can also attend

whatever the hell makes you happy You don't really know me if you've never seen me drunk. Never let "what if" be a reason to not do something crazy Being drunk doesn't change who you are, it reveals it. I wish some nights never ended There are 3 good things in life: best friends, drunk nights, and drunk nights with best friends "If you were to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven't you told them yet

nothing… I have to be careful. It makes me sad, very sad. Now I’m not interested to go to study in Montréal, I don’t know what I’m doing. If I don’t check this exam, I will be very sad and happy too. I know it’s freaky, but I don’t know how explain my feelings. Actually I’m in Frankfort, peoples aren’t very nice, they seem cold. It doesn’t correspond me. I’m a girl who love to laugh, to speak… All Germans aren’t not like this I know, but it’s like this, I explain what I see. By the glasses of the