Her hair is brown, not the boring and plain brown, it has highlights and lowlights, it's short and she has bangs. Her eyes are blue, but not the usual blue, the sweet and broken blue, like a wave crashing against the sea. Her skin is pale, not the hermit type pale but the beautiful pale that shows how much time she spends in side reading.
Her life is hell, not the usual hell, were she's beaten physically or anything, but the hell she fights against herself. She hates who she is, how she looks, how she acts, everything. I know i am just one small voice, but, i love it.
I love her brown highlight-lowlight hair. I love her ocean blue eyes, that betray her and smile more often then she thinks. I love her pale skin, even the cuts on her legs. Those are my favorite bit, of how she looks anyway.
Her scars show her war, you see, she didn't make those marks, a soward did. The silver one with the golden handel held by the enimy. She fought back, but her enimy was quicker, but, they show that she survived, right?
I love how she acts, standing up for people and not hiding behind a mask. She's kind and gental but, she also has thorns. Not the kind that prick you for no reason, but the kind that help her defend herself.
I love who she is. Sure, she's a bit crazy and weird, but that's okay, 'cause everyone is. She smiles when she's happy and cries when she's sad. She's smart and beautiful. She knows right from wrong and good music from bad.
I know i am just one voice, but, sometimes, one is enough right? I hope so because i want her to know, at least one person loves every bit about her.
