Have you ever seen brown eyes in the sun? You don’t always notice it at first but you’ll see that ‘brown’ no longer describes them. They melt into golden rays, circling an eclipse. There’s nothing boring about brown eyes, not even when the later hours encroach; they just turn into a sunset of their own.
hell yes for the brown eyes
When you do talk about yourself, or talk to yourself, or you have that tape running in your head about yourself… try to picture you talking to your own daughter, or your younger sister. Because you would tell your younger sister or your daughter that she was beautiful, and you wouldn’t be lying. Because she is. And so are you.
People look down on McDonald’s employees but fail to realize that if all these folks left McDonald’s and pursued “better careers” your ass wouldn’t be able to get a McDouble with an Oreo McFlurry at 3am.
You can’t demand a service while simultaneously degrading those who provide it for you.