My name is Victoria,19 and I'm a wild child. I've got wild, unruly hair that somedays wants to eat my face. I love making people laugh, and sometimes
act way sillier than I actually feel. I laugh when other people laugh. I laugh when I cry. I like strange things and strange people even more.
I don't do normal, and if I ever do turn normal, I hope to be run over by a banana truck. (And then I can go on a 1000 ways today, and my case would be called "Banana Split?") I love watermelon. I love sushi. I love old things. I hate new things.
I love little fuzzy animals. I love buttons. I love art. I love music. I love films. I love Ferris Bueller. Bueller. Bueller. I love the brain. I love things in jars.
I love grotesque things. I love indie things. I love....smelling other people's food and eating it even more :D I have an unhealthy and unexplainable love for Germans, Finns and Brits and SCOTTS o.O I hate being an optimist, and even though I'm optimistic
about being a pessimist, I'm actually pessimistic about being an optimist at heart. I love not making sense, and I don't want people to understand me, because I don't even understand me...>.> So I say, let the mochas run wild!....JANET...Brad!...dr.SCOTT...ROCKY....*humphf*....I talk to much -_-