I don’t know you but you know me.
I’m the girl that’s always involved in extracurricular activities, and perhaps the student body counsil. The girl who always gets good grades. That friendly chick running up and down the school hallways.
But I’m also the girl that could spend an entire Friday afternoon at a bookstore, that would stay up all Saturday night to finish the sequel to her favourite novel, that would spend over an hour after awake, dreaming.
I’m the girl staring at that printed mini skirt from H&M like it’s made out of gold.
The good girl that has a crush on that bad guy who doesn’t even care.
I’m the girl with the messed up chilhood -whose childhood isn’t?- and the low self esteem, the issues that I make sure to keep hidden.
I’m a daydreamer.
I’m the girl who would gladly spend an hour doing her makeup.
I used to not be able to eat without at least feeling guilty. I was the girl that would order fries and then just sit there, staring at the plate, saying “No, I’m not really hungry”. But I think I’m not that girl anymore
I’m the girl applying for a scholarship in less than a month. A scholarship that has been the most important thing for me for, well, awhile.
I’m the girl who always wants more, who can never have enough.
So, maybe you know me afterall. Maybe you are me,or maybe I am a part of you.
I was that girl. Now I’m this girl.Tomorrow I might be someone else.
I’m Eve and I want the world. And chocolate. ‘Cause, let’s be realistic, chocolate always comes first.