i know what happened. i know who i am. i know where i'm at. i just don't know why. my name is violet. i'm 19. at least i think i am. i'm not even sure anymore. all my life i've lived for everyone around me. i never once lived for myself... i was always worried about impressing people... making sure i'm liked, and liked i was. not once have i worried about finding someone i love, or doing something i like. i lived my parents life. i lived the way my mother wanted me to. she was my influence and my hate all in one. if she said no, that was the end of it. but it's not like i ever asked for anything. i was too scared. i never voiced my opinions. i never voiced. want to see what life is like for me? yeah, i know you dont. it doesn't matter... no one would want my life. it's so dull... boring, and organized. who would want to live that way? but i'll tell you happened. i'll share my mind. my eyes will be your flat screen t.v. i won't blink. i promise.