My Violet Vendetta...
Things in Jars! ^o^
My very own personalized Violet Kitty In a Jar! <3 *huggles kitty in a jar* I wuv you... ^o^ (Thank you Ellester41_was_here)
Holy Capricorn! It's Capricorn Power in a Jar!
I'm not sure what to write about myself, but what is there to say really? I'm just another person on the planet trying to find out who I am, and thus in that process, making a fool of myself by being myself. But, I'm not ashamed myself. So ha. The world on the other hand... let's just say if aliens came to our planet (or have came and left already), and if they're as high tech as I believe them to be.... Why do I feel that they'd pack their bags and get as far away from this polluited planet as possible... -_-
When you are young, you are told that the world is like an empty canvas, just waiting for you to paint your own story on, but as you grow you soon find out that that canvas has already been painted on. Mounds and mounds of mixing colors of lives good and bad collied, and it is that, that you are supposed to create your masterpiece. All that you have is one color. One paint brush. You can't take anything away, the only thing you can do is draw one line, and make it, your road of life.
It takes about 500 licks to get to the center of a mega tootsie pop.
How do I know?
I counted. twisted
V's Speech
V: I can assure you I mean you no harm.
Evey: Who are you?
V: Who?! Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: Well, I can see that.
V: Of course you can. Im not questioning your powers of observation, Im merely remarking upon the paradox on asking a masked man, who, he is.
Evey: Oh... Right...
V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona... Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
Evey: .....Are you like a crazy person?
V: Im quite sure they will say so. But whom may I ask am I speaking?
Evey: Im Evey.
V: Evey? E... V. Of course you are.
Evey: What does that mean?
V: It means that I, like God, do not play with dice, and do not believe in coincidence. ~V for Vendetta
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Ahh... my favorite V for Vendetta Avitars....
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But it's hard to beat...
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