unable to perceive the shape of you
This is the most common reason I can think of why I’m unable to see the shape of you. It’s just that I don’t know what shape you have.
A good reason is that Im unable to see the shape of you.
This is a valid reason for not being able to perceive the shape of you. This is because when I look at you, I see the shape of you. I see you for what you are, not what you were. I see you as the person that you are now, not as the person who you were at one point.
The reason I can’t see the shape of you is because you are too much like me to see. I see you as the person I was before.I see you as a person. I see you for what you are, not what you were at one moment. I see you as a person who changed into you by the time you were done here.I see you as a person who changed into you, not as a person who changed into you.
If I hadn’t seen you for the same reason I think I would have found you, I would have found you by now. I see you for what you are, not what you were at one moment. I saw you as a person who changed into you by the time you were done here.
I think it’s easy to get lost in the idea that the shape of a person is fixed and unchanging. I get this a lot from people who have lost someone to suicide or drug overdose. It seems like nothing can change a person after they’ve lost them. It’s like a person with a scar and a scarring has a permanent scar. The shape of them is the scar.
That is what the shape of you is. It is the shape of the person you are now, not the shape you were as a person. The shape of you is what you are now, which is just as much a “you” as a “you” is a “you” as a “you” is a “you”.
A person who has lost a friend could be a person who has lost a lot of friends, but for the most part, you are the only one who has lost friends.
You are what you are, and you are what you are because you are who you are. It’s a very important thing to remember. I can’t remember anything about who I was before I lost someone close to me, and I was devastated. I remember them very well, and I know that I’m still the same person who left them, but I can’t remember a thing about who I was before those memories.
You are what you are because you are who you are. When we are in the midst of a tragedy and we are unable to make sense of the events, the grief and suffering we see in others becomes more and more difficult to bear. The pain and grief that we feel is all we have. It is all we will ever have. Our bodies are not the place to dwell on the past, but these memories live on in our hearts and minds.