She may paint her nails or dye her hair red, blue, brown, black or whatever color it is that a rainbow consists.

She may laugh so hard till her eyes well up with tears.

She may compose literary pieces about other people, her thoughts and feelings, her happiness and unhappiness, and even her spontaneous rants.

She may often be moody or cry over the little things.

She may fangirl over dudes or bands that are twice her age and go adjkadkjaksldj as soon as they appear on tv or guest on a show on the radio. She may even sing to their songs till she runs out of breath and wouldn't regret it anyway. She may even wish to be buried with band merch if she ever dies early.

She may feel as if she will never be good enough for anybody. She may worry about a lot of things. She may even worry about herself, overthink things through, often leading to some sort of insecurity that slowly eats her up.

She may eat through her feelings, eat like a dude even, and would rather worry about it after because she would never want to put any food to waste.

She may love one person and never let him go. She may love him alone, no question will ever be raised. She may have found the one... She had found the one. She will constantly love him -- forever.

She may cry, feel unhappy and insecure at times, but will eventually be contented with the life that she's living.

A writer. An amateur photographer. A fangirl. A college student. A procrastinator. An underachiever. A pizza aficionado. A media student. A daughter and whatnot.

Carlee, 17. x