Isabelle's are loving and sweet! They can't help but love music and tap their fingers to a song. Isabelle's can be shy at first, but once they know you better, they are confident (maybe a little too much). Isabelle's personality grows with their surroundings (They could totally change **for the better** in a couple of years, so don't judge them) She can take an insult or two, laugh with you, etc... but if you continue she will rip out your guts and shove it down your throat (not literally, just don't mess with em) They can be insecure...but in reality she is beautiful inside and out! YOU NEED AN ISABELLE
Isabelle's are amazing
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Isabell is so sexy
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mid, I said, nothing to be proud.
But weeks went by, and something grew,
a voice, a smile, a gaze so true.
On pickleball courts, the world felt small,
her laugh the reason I played at all.
Brown eyes steady, calm and deep,
a secret I knew I’d always keep.
Different classes, worlds apart,
yet she carved a place inside my heart.
I may never reach, may never hold,
but her memory shines, quiet and bold.
Not beauty alone, not looks defined,
but the way she lingers in my mind.
A fleeting crush, perhaps to fade,
yet in my story, she’ll always stay.
mid, I said, nothing to be proud.
But weeks went by, and something grew,
a voice, a smile, a gaze so true.
On pickleball courts, the world felt small,
her laugh the reason I played at all.
Brown eyes steady, calm and deep,
a secret I knew I’d always keep.
Different classes, worlds apart,
yet she carved a place inside my heart.
I may never reach, may never hold,
but her memory shines, quiet and bold.
Not beauty alone, not looks defined,
but the way she lingers in my mind.
A fleeting crush, perhaps to fade,
yet in my story, she’ll always stay.
by fernandothepickleman November 29, 2025
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