I'm the girl who...

prefers the country to the city (and honestly doesn't even know how to take care of herself in the city),

is obsessed with pretty pictures, but simply cannot help it!

cries when she's sad (and sometimes when she's mad),

has always dreamed of going to Ireland (and thinks that her future husband, whoever he is, should totally take me there someday),

has a newfound appreciation for giraffes thanks to a somewhat odd book she's reading,

who looove shapes macaroni and cheese! Yum! (esp. the Spongebob kind!),

has always been fascinated by going to the zoo, but at the same time depressed by going to the zoo (I just don't think polar bears belong in Pennsylvania, ya know?),

thinks Leo DiCaprio is just the cutest thing ever,

who vaguely remembers being little and getting like, body glitter, eyeshadowy stuff with little stars like this in it (and LOVING it):

who gets spooked way too easily,

would joyfully accept a baby raccoon as a little friend (okay, pet) if it was offered to her,

wishes we still wore elaborate, beautiful dresses like Scarlett O'Hara,

gets butterflies from listening to pretty (or intense) music,

hates jelly beans more than any other candy (maybe more than any other edible item!),

has always wanted a dalmatian,

wouldn't mind living here:

wonders if she could be as self-sacrificing, and then be truly able to look beyond (some majorly crazy) appearances like Belle,

is 18 years old and still loves Lisa Frank,

wishes she could draw,

who just wants to move forward, and let go and let God

{pictures via weheartit}