Naisdalyn
She’s a girl who can run a mile and still have energy to yell at you for being lazy. She’s always happy, even when she’s eating a hot dog at 11 p. m. She’s got a brain full of ideas and a mouth full of trash talk.
She ran a mile and then told me I was a ‘total failure.’
She texted me during my lunch break to ask if I wanted to do a plank challenge.
She laughed so hard during my failed attempt at singing that she cried.