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Vie

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About Me



My name is Violet. You may call me Violet.
"To be is to do"- Socrates.
"To do is to be"- Jean-Paul Sarte.
"Do be do be do"- Frank Sinatra.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

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I'd like to meet:
-someone to laugh with.
-someone to fight for.
-someone with new places to explore.
AIM- Mab Swallowtail
livejournal- lemon_speak

My Blog

FACT

+Lincoln faces to the right on the penny, while all other U.S. presidents face to the left on their coins.+On average, 100 people choke on ballpoint pens each year.+No piece of paper can be folded in ...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 21:34:00 GMT

Wanting

In the marketing industry, there is a tactic called creating a need and filling it. Teeth whitening is a perfect example. It isn't healthy, it's terrible unnatural, and, of course, it certainly isn't...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 11:01:00 GMT

Ode

Someone else's lifetime ago I picked you up at a party cause I was drunk and you were a good kissernow, somehow we're still togetherand the ever changing weather of my affectionshas settled even thoug...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 04:51:00 GMT

Without Reign

Here is the knot in my gut you tiedand here is my pulse I can't slow downdid you know that she cried so I criedwhich you've hit me forbefore I started carrying a knifethough in the climax I fumbledand...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 19:13:00 GMT

amelioration.

Coming home shitfaced was the best idea I've had in a while. Seriously. My sleeping pattern is normal again- bye bye nocturnal girl-, and I'm grounded for a week. I'm looking at it as a vacation, of s...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 05:53:00 GMT

Bod Mod

Hair: at 14 long and brown, uneven bangs, mod bangs, bob, chelsea with purple bangs and a braid, chelsea with blonde bangs and no braid, blue hair with no bangs, then at 15 black hair (faux ...
Posted by on Mon, 21 May 2007 18:57:00 GMT

caffeine.

running on 180 minutes of unconsciousnessthat I can hardly call sleepwork 420 minutes plus ten extracrusty fingers caked on doughI'm tired.car ride- no music, no seatbelt, no shoesskinny legs to rest ...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 19:48:00 GMT

assignment.

Alice Burkfield sat in a cold wood-and-metal desk which was one of a hundred cold wood-and-metal desks in a cream cinderblock room. Her hair was the color of straw after a storm and it was sticking o...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 17:28:00 GMT

The daily life of a shapeshifting mermaid

I'm thinking back to when your face was a half moon shadowand you laughed-everything was funny then.Everything was funny whenwe sat front to back in the car cracking jokesuntil we pulled up too faston...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Sep 2006 23:15:00 GMT

The New Bird Girl

She always sang snips of songs from bands I never knew existed until she told me so. Her voice was stained like red wine on a white shag carpet from the cigarettes she never stopped smoking, but someh...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 21:03:00 GMT