of a perfect girl

she must laugh with a laugh that breaks walls and makes even a hurt pride seem insignifigant.

she must love to dance, and feel every nuiance of the melody and reflect it on the joy in her face.

she must be intelligent

she must yell at me for all my mistakes and force me to correct them.

she must keep all business behind closed doors.

she must be shy and blush easy

she must be able to surprise me

she must be headstrong and but able to listen to advice

she must be independent enough to not need my help but let me help anyway

and she shouldn't be a bitch