For the most part I’m a princess. I’m girly, I sneeze sparkles, I whistle while I work, I love the color pink, I love shiny things, everyone is beautiful, I live in a castle with a handsome prince happily ever after and it makes me happy to hear birds sing.
Today I’m a draggin’. Birds give me a headache. I want to eat the handsome prince. My skin is blotchy. I want to go back to my cave and sleep. I have fire in my tummy. And I don’t really care about favorite colors. I’m just trying not to open my mouth & engulf everything in flames. Some people call it PMS… I prefer dragon.