I'm Victor, and so far, I'm 20. I'm made up of assorted opposites and in-betweens. This is where I think, where I chill, where I worry, where I speak, where I am. I've got no guarantee that I'll be interesting, but listen if you want to.
Ask/tell me stuff here.
Roses are red,
Violets are purple,
Which is a very hard word to rhyme
And makes me happy that on February the 14th we don’t traditionally have to give each other oranges.