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A smile can speak a thousand things if you just pay enough attention. Especially with girls!

They say girls are complicated, true, no more than guys though. So anyway, its true what they say about girls never really speaking their mind. But if you just looked at her smile, you'd know what she's really thinking. At first sight, its just a plain old smile.. think again, its not. With girls, there are a thousand different kinds of smiles. There are few which might appear often.

There's that one smile which will always steal your heart. It spreads wide across her face and makes her eyes crinkle and shine. Its the one most easily recognised yet the rarest of them all. Its the 'ecstatic' smile, the real deal. If you can make her smile like that, she probably trusts you and is actually happy about having you around.

Then there's the other kind, that doesn't reach her eyes, one where she seems to be smiling but her eyes say otherwise. Its the sad smile, she's either overthinking something, or she's happy for you but not for herself. Its heartbreaking if you can recognise it, so I don't really know if knowing this one is a good or a bad thing.

There's that one smile she smiles when she's with her friends, and has seen you in periphery. It means, I can live without you, you idiot, so stop fooling yourself. This one's tricky, she might actually be happy with the company she's got or she just wants it to seem that way.

The best of all, is the confident smile. It means she's smiling for herself and doesn't have a care in the world how you feel about it. She's smiling because she's happy. She's smiling because she can. :)

PS : I know the picture is unrelated, but its awesome :P

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