I strive to be that girl.
Straight A’s. Perfect body. Amazing style. Always looking her best. Everybody loves her. Every girl wants to be her. Every boy wants to date her. Super nice. Lights up the room as she walks in. Laughes and giggles. Looks like a goddess, so angelic, so pure. So perfect.
I have this extremely clear picture of her in my mind.
So why can’t I be her?