Me!!!
Hazel eyes that hide so much.
Blonde to the bone, literally.
Short girl problems.
And the floor is in love with me, it must be, it embraces me so much, oh and the walls too, and any piece of furniture.
This is me, and how everyone sees me, or at least how I think they see me anyway.
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