love or lust? love please.

Jun 14, 2005 08:28

A blonde with big semi-large pupils that are colored a deep shade of steel-blue, some could say I appear unintelligent. That statement could seem to be true, I chose the career of an actress, and those that are far more civilized than I would say it is an undependable and dull career. Dull wouldn't be a word I would use - instead, it is a slightly more social industry that makes you anxious nearly 24/7.

The scent of fresh-cut flowers linger around in the home I share with Beau, I recall that I had chosen the exact scent that used to waver around the house that Samantha and I grew up in. There is a part of your brain that remembers scents and connects them with memories, and somehow that part of my brain must be a bit more keen than the rest of my body. Whenever I approach the green beans in the local supermarket, I can reminisce back to when I was at Grampa's house, and eating green beans was more or less a chore. I would pass off a lie that I needed to use the restroom, and then I'd go and spit them out in the toilet. I still wouldn't know if that was normal behavior for a five-year-old.

The name is Marley, my body is Marley, I am Marley. I have my good days and the bad, my share of romantic evenings, my "blonde moments", but that's just me. I am in love with rain, roses, my family and Brittany Murphy. I hope I'll stick around long enough.
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