I think that she is full of ironic wit and hates to be in front of a mirror. I think she likes the sad song of the living and the peaceful rest that comes with sacred undoing. She likes to make everything just right and then tear it all apart just to watch it fall. Girls like her often unexpectedly leave town, leave lovers, get up and walk away for no particular reason. Not because they don't care, but because they can't seem to place themselves in the world. Every time a girl like her finds like-minded people, she changes her mind. She can't stand to be a duplicate. Can't stand to be a mannequin. If she finds herself good at something, she'll stop. She'll drift. She'll fall into another backseat, long drive to the middle of no-where. As long as it wasn't where she was, she's satisfied.