a wise, young lad came up to me once and told me:
" You are a grape, Marissa. The grape that needs to be squeezed for the wine. The wine is the success and you will be squeezed many times during this phase in your life. Be the wine, Marissa. Be squeezed! "
'Twas a figurative moment, him & I, I & him, in that restaurant, embraced in such a transitory hug. It is now that i realize that those words are very difficult to live by. Sure, grapes can be purple = purple is a beyond brilliant color. But the rest is up to you. or me, in this case.
And so begins the turbulent sojourn of Marissa Vanilla.
Welcome to my world.
ma•ris•sa [mah-RIH-sah]-(noun) a witty girl on the quest for the true meaning of life; full-time college student; part-time partyer; drug-free; possesses a collection of nail polish colors; determined to stay pensive and full of hope; spends money she doesn't have; dances around to rock music in lingerie; likes the simple pleasure of holding his hand; spends laboring hours at Urban Outfitters; has an over-sized purse fetish; snorts occasionally during laughter; the girl with the quizzical brow.
current fetishes
- silk tops
- waffles
- floral patterns
- water
- Free People
- shades of blue
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