A Girl

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There once was a girl who had many friends, but wasn't popular. There once was a girl who was artsy, and a girl who thought outside of the box. A girl who paints, skis, laughs. A girl whose dreams are to be an actress, movie director, and writer. A girl with an outgrown pixie cut, but still short, that has taken its own style. With hair that is a light blonde in the summer and an ash blonde in the winter.
I am odd.
I am that girl.
Because of that outgrown pixie cut, i am talked about on the bus. Not always in a good way.
Because of my odd artsiness, i am different. You could call me a geek... sort of.
Because I am different, i hang out with other different people. They think i am odd, but in a good and funny way.
I'm known to make people laugh, but i admit, i can be an ass too :-/
I'm goofy, and when i start to laugh, i can't stop no matter what :-)
Ok, thats enough of who i am to me, and who i am to other people.
Though, there is one more thing that i must add: i can have a hilariously dirty mind sometimes..... no, most of the time.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 10, 2014 ⏰

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