Who Is the Lion-Hearted Girl
The Lion-Hearted Girl
She is the girl who adds a little bit too much sugar to her coffee.
The girl on the subway with her head down, jean jacket collar up, and her favorite Paul Baribeau song blasting through her headphones.
The one with a rough childhood. One that isn't so terrible that she won't talk about it but she will leave out some details.
One that you will learn to trust you again, even after you step on her tail.
The girl wandering through the library avoiding eye contact and on the hunt for a book about Taoism.
The type of girl who thinks that getting poison ivy is a sure fire way of proving that you had a good time.
The girl who talks about her problems only when she's happy.
She refuses to cry in fear of looking weak.
The Lion-hearted girl only fears 5 things; Men on the streets, Republicans, Being left alone with alcohol, the fact that her kids will never understand good Classic Rock, and dying alone.
Funny thing is, she's not afraid of dying.
This girl
The Lion-Hearted Girl with a laugh as big as New York City.
If only we could find her.
Last I checked she was at the thrift store just trying to find a pair of jeans in her size.
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