i want to be completely mysterious. the gorgeous quiet girl who always has a knowing smile on her face and a spark you want to ignite in her eyes. i also want to be cute. the type of girl who wears skirts all day and loves flowers and has a giggle that isn't obnoxious but quite lovely. and then at the same time i would like to be bold. the girl that wears red lipstick and has long lashes and walks into a room with an unshakable confidence and isn't afraid to say what she wants. then i want to be careless and reckless and . . . and . . . cool. that girl you see who curses all day but in an experienced and funny way and doesn't care what people think and roams the earth with a pair of headphones permanently attached to her head. the thing is, i think i am all of these girls that i want to be. i have a little bit of each in me. the problem is that i'm scared no one will care to look past my plain appearance and discover any of these girls within me.
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