PEACE. Love, Harmony.

Harmony Trish Johnson / DEEPER . TIGHTER . SWEETER . HIGHER . FLYER . Don't want my peaches? Don't shake my tree.

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I bet God smiles every time you sing.

Bradley Johnson

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I constantly struggle with my image and feeling comfortable in my own skin. I can list all of the things wrong with me and not hear a single compliment anyone has ever given me in life. I constantly compare myself to other girls with a thinner waist, wider hips, bigger boobs, a bridged nose. narrower shoulders, higher cheekbones, ...you get the idea. I have a notoriously defaulting self-esteem despite the fact that I model, and lets not even mention the half thought-out compliments I receive from shallow bystanders. I am tired of hearing people dub half-naked girls with a duck-face "beautiful". (No disrespect to those actively participating in the duck-face phase America is going through right now.) What I am getting at is- BEAUTIFUL should be dished in regards to who you are inside, the size of your heart, and the compassion you have brewing inside of you. Too many girls feel comfortable showing a naked body, but not a naked face. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and we don't realize that we dub Society as the only beholder, as the only person who says who is considered beautiful. But when I am my own beholder, I see beauty. Nevermind my face; I find beauty in the capacity of my heart to be able to forgive and in my passion for music. Look inside and find specifics of what makes you YOU and THAT'S what makes you beautiful. So here is my step forward, world. The raw Harmony. Absolutely no filter. Take it or leave it. If you have a problem with it- take it up with God. He designed me perfectly according to His will.

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So who exactly is Harmony? :)

This question was from 2011, I've put it off until now.

I am a full-time employee of General Dynamics IT contracted to the Army. A full time Political Science major which is soon going to change to a Psychology major, business minor. A classically trained pianist, but a jazz enthusiast. A Barstow resident as much as living here thrusts me into hate and psychotherapy. An anal-retentive human being when it comes to my finances/credit. A lover of loving love. A self-sacrificer. A recent Dodger fan. The most sentimental person you will ever meet. Probably the most thoughtful person you will ever meet in terms of analyzing (I should say OVERanalyzing) and observing. A rapper and poet. A singer and a failed song writer. A wannabe extreme couponer. A girl with small dreams but a big bucket list. A chain-smoker if you piss me off enough. Submissive. A people pleaser. A show-off. A selective human being when it comes to company. Judgmental, but never into the ears of others or in my heart. A second chance-giver. Hell, a fortieth chance-giver. A humorous hypochondriac. A grammar nazi. An artist when it comes to fonts/letters/calligraphy, but not faces. A professional lurker. A planner. 10 steps ahead at the minimum. An mindbogglingly happy person. A survivor. Technology obsessed. Or actually just with Apple. A forgiver.

I'm the girl that's too hard on herself about her neck, forehead, torso, waist, hips, skin color, stomach, shoulders, breasts, all physicalities you can name probably. I'm too hard on myself about my accomplishments. I hate having too much fun because I feel like I'm embarrassing myself and I  know I'm going to have to lay in bed with my thoughts convincing me I'm pathetic. I'm obsessive compulsive with onychophagia. I am convinced I just have a lot of fast-paced connected thoughts, but others call it ADD. I cry at any wedding. I cry a lot at home and don't let anyone hear, really, unless it's that bad because I don't like adding to the negative ozone of complaints everyone dishes out unashamed. I am in a pile of debts right now because of loving people too much. I get walked all over. I feel pathetic in club clothes. I dislike almost everyone I know and practically hate everyone I went to high school with (and I'm not sorry if you're reading this). I hold on to memories way longer than I should and repeat them to myself when it's raining in life. I am terrified of being alone but push everyone away that tries to help. I find almost everything wrong with me. BUT I do know that I am miles ahead of anyone that would be in my situation right now. I know that I refuse to be bad at anything and accomplish probably 90%+ of what I'm given. I know that God's given me some great talents. I know that my family loves me even though all of them are thousands of miles away. I know that I make myself laugh harder than every single person I know (except one). I know that I say some witty things that make me proud of myself. I might be a mess inside, but outside, I am the most convenient person you'll ever meet, and most of all, I think that makes me a 10.

Referring to your original question regarding the term "EXACTLY", I'm not sure. Don't hate me or love me, I am constantly changing. Documenting who I am today will not be able to justify who I will have become tomorrow.

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Pianobell by Li Jian

It allows guests to perform a short piece of music on arrival.

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At the end of a bad relationship day.. Remember marriage is not a contest - never keep a score. God has put the two of you together on the same team.

Advice from the oldest living couple.

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I'm angry that we didn't hit our potential.

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i miss reading your witty posts <3

thank you love. I will definitely be getting back to answering these  seeing as my heart is about as broken as my engagement. Great writing comes from pain, so I should be spilling my heart out rather soon.

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That awkward moment when these kids make your dancin ass look like peewee herman.