Me? I am V. And V, she is an honest human who does certain dishonest deeds. I model and live in song and dance. I go as i please and run with the wind. So follow my blog: it is full of weirdness, and cooky ideas and pictures. And a few bits and bobs of my own. Have a brilliant day all (but onoy if you follow. Do it now.)
Why is it necessary to try? There is an expectancy. This favoured course of life is built upon pure boredom. Personally, I think comfortability is highly problematic; boredom is a form of anger, as I was once told. One must never settle for a chicken. Unless a chicken is exactly what one’s heart is searching for. Nothing is unacceptable save the compromising of one’s true desires.
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. Voila! In view 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 bygone 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 honour to meet you and you may call me V.
