I'm not sure I know much that many would deem relevant about life but I know whats important to me and despite not knowing nearly enough, what I do know I will happily share.
My name is Victoria, and I am twenty two years old. I've just finished my masters in Boston. I have been in love once. I live to feed an unhealthy interest in mass murderers and serial killers. I have a tattoo on my right hip. I find the world lonely and beautiful. My shoes take me places I've never been so I thank New Rocks and Transmuters for their efforts. I develop this innate desire to help everyone that I meet. On my left eyebrow there is a small scar caused from running into a table when I was tiny. When I get sad I like to smell flowers. My favourite colour is black. My sidekick was my vintage vw beetle but all of us have to go it alone eventually. I live in a world thats so beautiful sometimes yet so frightening the next. I have a fear of moths, milk and bellybuttons. When comforting friends I tell them that the good will out, but I dont always believe it myself. I like short stories and Kevin Spacey movies. My favourite sound is the squeaking of shoes on indoor sports courts. I once received a letter written in green ink. I like hot ribena. I yearn to touch people with my words and heal them wth my heart. I like to scrunch up my toes in my shoes knowing that no-one can else can see. I love the cold side of the pillow. I like shoegazing. I write sparingly these days and at the end of last summer I kissed a boy and the streetlights looked like Japanese lanterns.
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for....
