Blonde, smart, whatever you call me, I'm still her. That one girl you may hate, or love... that's me. Brown eyes, long nails, I'm always in a sweatshirt, no matter the weather. You can spot me because of it. Squeaky voice, awkward laugh, my presence fills the room, If i'm not there you can definitely tell. Romantic, a loner... I'm always behind closed doors... Because I get judged for being... Me.
