In my perfect world, I have green eyes. My hair is ruby red, and long, and it behaves itself. I am three years older, and I am in love. I know what I want and I never get writer's block. My skin is paler, I am slightly taller, and I am slimmer. I have smaller teeth, and they always stay white no matter what. I don't need a retainer, my fingernails never grow, and I can whistle.