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I’m not above snatching a good post idea from someone I admire.

I’m not shy with strangers or in public, but I’m not as open with the people whose opinions matter most to me as I probably should or could be.  I may be strong, but I’m not tough. I’m not the type of girl who can always laugh at herself at the suggestion of others. I’m not easy going. I’m not good at thinking before I speak or taming my sharp tongue. I’m not good at pretending to like people I don’t care for.

I’m not a feminist. I’m not the type of girl that loses herself in a man, though I am the type of girl that surrenders (eventually) to love. I am not overly eager or impulsive in my relationships, but I’m also not willing to lose out on something because I couldn’t take a risk. I don’t believe in fairy tales, but I’m not above enjoying their entertainment value, either. I don’t need a man, but I sure as hell want one.

I’m not a daily makeup wearer, I’m not always concerned with my appearance. I’m not a wallflower, either- I know when it’s my time to shine. I’m not trendy; I don’t care what is “in” this season, and I’m not ashamed of that. I’m also not afraid of a low cut shirt or a short skirt.

I’m not good at losing. I’m not fond of doing anything I’m not very good at for this very reason. I’m not graceful, I’m not athletic, but I’m not going to turn down a sweet hike or a primitive campsite. I’m not a team player, and I have no use for team sports. I’m not a tomboy, but I’m not prissy, either.

I have no sense of direction- I get lost in large buildings, for goodness sake. I am not patient. I am not always as kind as I should be, and I’m ashamed of that, but it doesn’t stop me from being catty and cruel sometimes. I don’t take criticism well because I take it seriously, and for some reason I see the two as mutually exclusive.

I’m not thick-skinned, and I’m not good at dealing with rejection. I’m also not the type of person that looks over my shoulder after I’ve walked away. I may be a forgiver, but I’m not a forgetter.  I’m not overly familiar with the concept of personal space. I’m not good at calling, but I will talk your ear off when you call me.

I’m not a fan of flavored creamers, or creamers at all, or sugar for that matter. I’m not a beer drinker. I’m not a fan of cheap vodka, and I’m not above finishing a bottle of chardonnay on a bad night. I’m not incredibly materialistic, but I’m also not afraid to treat myself when it’s important. I’m not a big jewelry person, but I would like another wedding ring someday. I have no use for fake nails, but I will kill for a great pedicure. I am not a fan of pantyhose. I am not the type of girl that wears much of anything under her skirt.

I’m not tolerant of much less than total honesty. I’m not into games. I do not believe that love has to hurt. I don’t believe in unconditional love- I much prefer acceptance, understanding and forgiveness. I’m not without some baggage, but I’m not about laying it out on the bed and fishing through it every few days. I’m not good at being ignored; I actually kinda refuse to accept it.

I’m not ashamed of being a total Daddy’s girl. I’m not above shameless flirting. I’m not a diet/fat-free/artificial sweetener kind of girl. I’m no vegetarian. I’m not without a serious ice cream and dark chocolate habit. I’m no songbird, but I’m not afraid to sing my heart out in the car or the house.

I’m not a kid anymore, and I’m not ashamed of it.

I’m not often the prettiest, smartest, most talented or charming girl in the room, but I’m sure as hell not afraid to admit when I am.

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