I am Luisa Marie. If you know who I am, then skip the next few lines. For those whom I have not met before, I want this to be love at first sight. :)) BEHOLD your hero for the duration, a perfect imitation of a black-haired girl,with big brown eyes. Mortal and one of the weirdest people you will ever encounter. I have been virtually aging since 1995. There are few other people in the world that I know. Half of these I know intimately; half of these I love. Add to this hundred a good 5 billion of vagabonds and strangers of whom I know nothing but now and then hear something exceedingly mean. Men, women, children can be my friends. All it takes is a good attitude and good communication. However, if you will survive, you will be my friend forever. I am sometimes sane, and sometimes I forget who I am. I have a modern sensibility but a laid-back’s impeccable taste. I know exactly who I am. I am wretched. I am clumsy. I can see my reflection in mirrors and in shop windows. I love to sing and dance. What do I do? Anything that I please. Think about it. Is it enough to make you want to know my story? Have you perhaps read the stories of my life before? Here is the catch, it does not matter here if I am cruel or naive. It is not central to the tale. It is just a given, like my innocent smile and soft, husky voice and graceful way of sauntering down the road. It comes with the package. We have souls, you and I. we want to know new things; we share the same earth, rich and verdant and fraught with perils. We don’t, either of us, know what it means to die, no matter what we might say to the contrary. It is a cinch that if we did, I would not be writing this and you would not be reading this. I maintain myself normally complex, spiritually tough, and aesthetically relevant- a being of blazing insight and impact, a girl with things say to you. So if you read this, read it for a reason.