In my dreams, I'm the perfect friend, the perfect companion, the perfect person; what your mother told you to look for. Yet, I'm one overlooked, misunderstood, yet to be discovered, and still discovering. In reality, I'm just a bittersweet prodigy; a simple, while complex paradox to the imagination.
College student. Cancer. I walk with Christ. New York is home. Reside in Cali, school in the South. No one really knows me, I don't even know myself. I'm just Marie.