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GIRL IN A SUICIDAL LANDSCAPE

A pessimist and an undercover pisshead bitter about the faults inherent in reality. A hopeless romantic that's been worn-away by those she loves. Formerly ambitious and driven but no longer able to ignore the fact that class-structure and old money means she will always be a non-entity, a good natured soul that has realised that one good turn usually deserves a massive punch to the metaphorical kidney. Basically a bitter jaded fucker who tends to drone-on in a self absorbed way about how catastrophic life is – usually offensively – because she realises it is far better to get things off her chest than pick up a sniper’s rifle and shoot whoever gets in her way through the chin.

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Go! obedient to my call,
Turn to profit thy young days,
Wiser make betimes thy breast
In Fate's balance as it sways,
Seldom is the cock at rest;
Thou must either mount, or fall,
Thou must either rule and win,
Or submissively give in,
Triumph, or else yield to clamour:
Be the anvil or the hammer.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 – 1832)