There are the sunshine girls;
who's smile light up a room. Who dance in the light of the sky, and eat pastries with tea.
There are the moonlight girls;
Who read novel after novel, unable to get enough of words and letters and numbers. Their smile is faint, but its there.
There are the flower girls;
who wear high heels and lip gloss. Flowing dresses and hair up in a tight bun. Serious, but outrageously kind.
The, the stormy girls;
Who feel at ease in the rain. Dark eyes and an even darker heart. The wouldn't spare you a second glance. But they're beautiful. Dark, but beautiful.
