I feel like crap.
I've been blown off for five gigs in five days.
I finished my Jodi Picoult book. It had a depressing ending.
And my parents are convinced I'm not ill because my temperature isn't up by much.
Plectrum status: floating around on a sideboard somewhere
So this is V...
- The Letter V
- Some people use two names. Some people use mononyms. Some people use just one syllable as their name. I use one letter. Hello, and welcome to my world. This blog is an insite into what goes on directly inside my brain. I rant, rave, rage and roar on here, and this is where most of my more personal thoughts are written. I'll share my emo moments (you might want to skip those), my life-is-perfect moments (which are arguably worse), and everything inbetween... To be honest, it's probably not a good idea to read any of this blog. I live for music, my friends, hugs, chocolate and my kitty hat, though maybe not in that order. And I'll be doing a hell of a lot of writing when I'm older, so I'd better start now... So, what are you waiting for? Dive into my crazy, twisted world and join me as I swim through this poorly thought out extended metaphor.
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