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I think people often get hung up on what they perceive as their preferences.
I always thought I had a thing for guys with blue eyes, until I met someone with brown eyes who really did it for me.
Now I've got a guy with blue eyes that change their shade depending on what he's wearing; they've also got some tiny splotches of brown. I love his eyes because they're like the ocean to me, in that the color changes with the light. They tend to have the same shades as the ocean too--they range from startlingly, impossibly blue to a washed-out silver. Beautiful.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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