mE oR hER or Me/ wHat WoulD yOu dO?

Will you ask me what kind of girl I think that you will end up with some night when we are both drunk and sitting on the couch? Half asleep with your head laid back the way that I have seen it lay before I will look through beer goggles and tell you... She will be beautiful and blonde with a killer body and a designer fettish. Her nails will always be done and he hair freshly cut like the grass once a week. Her eyes a deep blue and she is always tan no matter what the weather. She'll never say she loves you unless you say it first, she will get mad at you and you won't know why. She'll then forgive you and you still won't know why. She likes to listen to rap in the car and kicky pop tunes any other time. She gets straight A's and will attend the best university. She's perfect in the best way, perfectly. You'll laugh and ask me again... only for real this time. Then I'll look at you through my own eyes and tell you... She will be middle sized. Not really fat, but not really skinny. Dark dark hair either black or very dark brown with highlights that change depending on her mood. She will be pale or mediterranean skin. Her hair is very long or very short. Dark eyes maybe green. She loves you, she tells you when you play in the grass or are curled up on the couch, but her eyes are always closed. Because when she says it, she feels it. She never gets angry, on the rare occasion she does, she hits you and that is the end of it. She wears black all the time. Either that or blue. They are her favorite colors, all to perfect a choice. She wears tight jeans but not to be trendy or "hott" but to hold herself together when she's falling apart. She gets perfect grades in English. She's good at math and science only when she detaches herself at looks at things the way the rest of the world has, everything and everyone is just a number. It's easier to not care that way. She is perfect in the best way possible, flawingly. I wonder if you hear me. I wonder if you see my face. I can hear you breathing. I wait for your reply. Will you lift your head and see me? I can hear you breathing. I.... hear you. Do you hear me?... Lift your head and see me. You ____.
~The only way to write is to write for yourself. If you do it for anyone else, or any acclaim you will fail. If you please youself success and approval shall follow.