I like faces. I like expressions. Happy, sad, comical, confused...you name it, I like it. I like that eyes are the window to the soul, and the mouth is an open floodgate that divulges sometimes too much, and other times too little. I like the lines that faces get as people age because it tells you so much about them. If they've been happy souls, their lines express that, and the same goes for the opposite. From my perspective, we really could all just be a bunch of balloon heads floating around, because I really don't notice much else - unless of course we're speaking of my husband's sexy hind side ;)

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