I hate beef. I can't stand the smell. I've only eaten what equals a whole hamburger in my whole lifetime. I don't eat chili, and I get angry when my mom makes it because of the smell. Yes, I'm weird, and my dad loves teasing me and calling me a vegetarian. Think my friends have done that once or twice, too.
It's a pity the dictionary has only one definition of beauty. In my world, there are 7.9 billion types of it- all different and still beautiful. — anne27
