Victoria
- A Sort of Meaningless.
When the world loses all sense of word, of literature, we shall truly collapse because everything will become a sort of meaningless, a sort of forgotten.
Unknown
- Little Lost Girl
Little girl, lost in her world. She faces it alone, with only her mind. Oh, little lost girl, afraid of dying, when you shouldn't be. Little lost girl, be afraid of living for it is filled with so much more heartache and cruelty than death ever will contain.
Victoria
- What I want to Be.
When people ask me what I want to be when I grow up, a flurry of answers come into my head. They always mean career wise, but in truth I find the whole question invalid, because while I will age, I will never grow up. I will always be a child stumbling over her own feet, living in an imaginary world. The only thing about age is that as you gain years the world tries to push you more into reality and away from the imaginary worlds that you have created...
