For some people it seems to hurt when they smile.
Butterfly Sand
Curiosity run amok . . .
For some people it seems to hurt when they smile.
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That’s from probably sucking on lemons all their lives š¤£
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I’ve met a few of thoseā¦
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Rather it hurt when I ‘couldn’t’ smile…(a temporary hitch caused by a brief mental breakdown from grief a long time ago!) It sadly happens to most of us. x
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But now your smile is intoxicating! I love your icon.
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Definitely looks like a tremendous effort is needed!
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It should be so easy!
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It should! Of course, not speaking for those who suffer – that’s a different story.
But for me? Can’t help myself š
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But not when they sneer or glower.You would think smiling would be a welcome relief.
Ginger
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I sometimes wonder if their facial nerves have been cut.
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Their personality might crack.
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Ha ha ha! Like an egg! All those raw feelings oozing outā¦
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In the words of Al Jolson: Iād walk a million miles for one of your smiles, my Mammy.
A smile, like a yawn, is contagious.
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I am smiling as I read this! Thank you for stopping by.
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True that! They scowl best and think people owe them a living.
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There might be a few things I owe them but I am too polite to say them out loud.
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When you smile, take a while. When you pout, get it out.
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Oh, I like that!
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Like their face will crack or something)
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Like concrete!
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Why thank you, very kind lady! xx (My husband questions my used of the word ‘lady’ and it stems from childhood.) My strict God-mother insisted I used the word whenever we met – which was frequently then (1930s/40s). I, of course, also use ‘woman’ but it’s odd how the word ‘lady’ seems to almost write itself now and then! I probably sense ‘refinement’… xx
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All ladies are women but not all women are ladies. And the most important thing about being a lady is knowing when not to be. We have a choice.
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Aaah, but you are one! x
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Todayā¦
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You’re allowed to be un-lady-like now and then…
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I do! I do!
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It looks painful. In some cases, even creepy.
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I might go so far as to say terrifying. I can’t trust someone who is capable of smiling.
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Haha!
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