I want to be that girl, that strong and wild Scottish princess with locks of flowing red hair.

She rides through the forest on her shire with her bow in hand. The only worry in her head being if she hits the target or not, she always does.

I want to be that girl who refused all men, and accidently turned her mum into a bear.

I want to be that girl who is brave. That girl who doesn’t worry about others opinions on her. Or the way she looks. That girl that isn’t always comparing herself to others. That girl who loves herself.

That girl, Merida