I am a girl.
I contain all of the necessary organs and lack the appropriate appendages.
I also like boys. One boy in particular. Not that that's a prerequisite.
I make things.
Sometimes, when I'm able to function properly.
Which probably isn't as often as it ought to be.
But I make things.
They make things better.
I'm terrible with introductions.
When I really try, I can make words beautiful.
Presently I'm fumbling for suitable letters as I worry about this disjointed first impression.
I think I'm special.
I know that I'm probably not.
But I like to think I am.
I need to write more.
I need to write and create and make something out of the nothing that suffocates my bedroom.
Hello.
My name is Paige.
I don't know what I'm doing.
But that might be okay.
