ºÝºÝߣshows by User: GrazielaSantiago / http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif ºÝºÝߣshows by User: GrazielaSantiago / ºÝºÝߣShare feed for ºÝºÝߣshows by User: GrazielaSantiago https://public.slidesharecdn.com/v2/images/profile-picture.png Yes. I’m a girl. I push doors that clearly say PULL. I laugh harder when I try to explain why I’m laughing. I walk in a room and forget why I was there. I count on my fingers in Math class. I try to accomplish things with time still on the microwave. I wish for love every 11:11. I lie sometimes to hide the pain. I say it’s a long story when it’s really not. I fall in love too fast. I automatically turn to a ninja when someone touches my phone. I destroy a perfectly good flower just to let me know if he loves me or loves me not. All I want is to kiss you in the rain. -YES-I’M-A-GIRL- But that’s more than it seems. The shit you know about me might be true. But then again, it