2:49 p.m. - Tuesday, Apr. 22, 2003
Is as Is
I'm not that girl.
I'm not that sweet girl with the clean, pale bedding, that smells like lily of the valley. I'm not that shimmering girl, who seems to have no pores, and looks really good in victoria's secret tanks and briefs. I'm not that girl with the hair that just keeps tumbling forever when she takes it out of a ponytail, all honey coloured and soft. I'm not that girl who's only slept with 5 people, all of whom were devoted and loving boyfriends.
I'm the girl who talks too loud, and probably too much. I haven't done my laundry in weeks, and its lucky my sheets are dark. I'm the girl who's face breaks out when I get my period. I'm the girl who rarely has the patience to grow my hair out, and who keeps it cut hard. I'm the girl who gets chubby alot, and doesn't look right in bras. I'm the girl that has no secrets, because everyone knows how bad I've been... the only secret I have is how bad it actually got.
These things don't bother me like they used to. I'm actually pretty sure I like it better this way.
