She is.

She likes to have a cigarette before she works out. She makes origami doves, friendship bracelets, and jewelry. She loves to change everything from her room to her friends. She is a teenager, afraid of growing up yet exited for every day because the world is so beautiful whether it’s covered in snow or not. She is forever optimistic and a small person happily living in a large world. She keeps her eyes open at every turn taking in the bad and swimming in the good. She can’t be torn down by anything but herself. She dances when a good song comes on and laughs when she wants to. She is unintentionally loud and possibly random. She is forever creative and she, is most importantly, me.