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he has goat eyes
"Dive Bar" probably keeps it real and you know where you stand with her.
Someone named "Raspberry" is likely into crystal healing and Gaia and whatever the most recent scam on Gwyneth Paltrow's website is, probably some new cooch laser based on pretty rock energy because why the ♥♥♥♥ not, or whatever these people think of next, and I use 'think' here very generously.
For anyone wanting to know more (why would you, what is wrong with you), I speak from experience, sort of.
Knew a girl who actually believed in fairies and once pretended to be a strawberry for several hours while on acid (I guess - not sure, but drugs where involved, and likely in a mix), and that was so hilarious and cute that she got the nickname while I questioned my involvement with these people.
(Hint: I'm not involved anymore, that question was thoroughly answered)
So you can understand why I have dim views on women with fruit based names or even just nicknames, that's never a good sign.
And to be fair, "Dive Bar" is probably a much darker nickname than I gave it credit for, and it wouldn't be as fun as I tried to make it sound, but still:
I'll drink a beer or two with Dive Bar and listen to her story, but Raspberry can ♥♥♥♥ right off.
Unrelated bottom line:
Your username checks out and you should probably stay away from Melinas, at least for a while. Both women and the location, I mean.
And the same goes for me, apparently.
That kind of honesty is increasingly rare in an age of "totally not curated, and entirely authentic" clout-chasing bull-mess.