This girl

And this girl...

...Has been known to remove several items of clothing while packing for vacation in order to accomodate the space needed to jam in a bathroom scale.
And this girl
...has on more than one occasion been guilty of truly believing a particular song was in fact, the soundtrack to her very own life.
And this girl
...has deliberatly hurt a man.
And this girl
...has deliberately hurt a friend.
And this girl
...only felt bad on one of those occasions.
And this girl
...has lied to make someone feel better.
And this girl
...lies often -to make herself feel better.
And this girl
...has a deep-seeded distrust for men who fall in love with her.
And this girl
...is secretly afraid of the ones who don't.
And this girl
...dreams of one day living in a cramped apartment somewhere on the outskirts of New York, with only cloth-bound books and a cat to keep her company.
And this girl
...knows she will likely end up embracing suburbia and Oprah's Book Club.
And this girl
...remembers the nicest compliment ever paid to her -and will never divulge what it was.
And this girl
...'s biggest fear is of being ordinary.
And this girl
...'s second biggest fear is that this makes her a snob.
And this girl
...feels strangely validated when she hears obscure, literary references and she knows what they mean.
And this girl
...isn't sure what this says about her, but is pretty certain it's nothing good.
And this girl
...thinks men who wear plaid shirts and corduroy jackets and square glasses, are interesting, purely out of definition.
And this girl
…drinks soy milk, does terrible yoga postures, and goes to the gym.
And this girl
…hates all three.
And this girl
…uses Sugartwin in her coffee, and eats brownies for breakfast.
And this girl
...is forever changing the way she defines her love for her life.
And this girl
...knows there should be some consistency there.
And this girl
...will probably, despite all her pushing and shoving, not change.