Not The Same
Looking for Mr. Perfecthttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRvshlH3XWw
~Miss A-Help Me~
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Pride leads to disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.
Proverbs 11:2 NLT
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You stopped combing your hair when you heard the doorbell rang. Still barefooted you walked down the stairs and opened the door.
You grinned widely when you saw L. you texted him earlier and told him to drop by your apartment. You need his opinion before you go to war. He had always been surrounded with beautiful women; you figured his taste was of highest standard.
L stopped from stepping in when he saw you. He surveyed you from head to toe. You weren’t contented and twirled for him as well. You long flowing dress swayed with your every movement. You even curled your hair. Your make-up was light but carefully done.
“What do you think?” you excitedly asked. “Is it beautiful?”
“Wow!” his eyes held the same hint of admiration you detected in his voice. “You look very lovely.”
You were pleased. The three hours that you were in front of the mirror paid off.
His forehead creased when he saw you barefooted. “Why aren’t you wearin
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