NOTE 1

 

I am not the cookie-cutter girl you expect me to be. Neat and prem holding her tongue

always seen and not heard. Hanging at your coattails when you turn left, jumping through hoops when you look right... 

Always two steps behind. 

Instead I am the female you fear. Speaking up when the situation is unclear. Making my own decisions, blazing my own path. 

Walking side-by-side weather than falling back. 

Yes, I may love the way my sweatpants feel

and a few hairs may be out of place. But when you look into my eyes,there is a fire that will never be extinguished. 

One that your cookie-cutter girl may never have.

A fire that may burn if you do not proceed with caution.

One that with time will only get bigger... NOTE: The Bakery Is Closed