Risa

Hi. Most people call me Riss, others call me Mars, and only one calls me his. 

Yes, Yes List:  
God. Baggy jumpers. Leggings. Converse. Vans. Combat boots. Ice cream. Music. My dog, Sadie. Reading.  Writing. Batman. Black and white pictures. Black itself.  Sleeping. Amusement parks.  Indigo.  Tulips. Strawberries. Black nail polish. Writing. 

No, No List:
Wet socks. Needles. Beets. Dresses. Pink. Heels. Romance or romantic comedies. PDA. Large groups of people. Country music. Eating. The color orange. Sleeping with the heat on. Going to the shops when I have no money. Sudden noises or movements. Being woken up. Extremely humid days. Waiting in the long line to un-board an aircraft. Non-symmetrical things. Odd numbers. Forgetting things. 

I'm in a gang. We're called The Squiggles. There's only three right now, but beware, because as soon as we hit the streets. Man. You better watch yourself. 

Some people think I'm weird because I prefer winter over summer, and rain over sunshine, but I honestly don't care. I wear more dark colors than light, and my nails are almost never anything other than black. 

My dog is my favorite thing that doesn't have a spirit. I love her more than ice cream. And that's a lot, okay? Because I would pick ice cream over most people. 

I'm a very lazy person. Like, it's actually not good because if I'm comfy I won't go to the bathroom or get myself something to eat. In my defense, my mattress is pretty darn comfortable. Yeah.


⭐️ “I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.” ⭐️