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Hi, I'm Viviane.
I'm 23, I look like a 17, and I feel like I was 50. If my heart could talk it would say there's nothing more important in this world than politeness, good sense of humor, and proper grammar. One day, however, each one of us will be disrespectful, get mad at an inappropriate joke, and write a bad essay. Oh well, aren't we all a bunch of hypocrite monkeys? At the age of 22, I left home for a so-called "Land of Opportunities"; since then, I have been often finding myself standing alone at bars watching people trying to fit in, and going back home later to fall asleep completely drunk and half naked on a cold wooden floor, just to wake up the next day and ask myself "Is this my life?" At the present time, I have a heart full of doubts, a head full of ideas, and a wallet not-so-full of money. Not for too long, though; I'm never totally satisfied, anyway. I'm a nice person most of the time; a moody bitch once a month. I'm suspicious, not easily impressed, and I speak Sarcasm fluently. If I could be anyone else, I would choose to be myself five years older, one million dollars richer, and with bigger boobs. My goal is to live long enough to be asked by my best friend's grandson "Vivi, what can you say about the life you have lived, so far?" and answer "Kiddo, life can suck, sometimes, but it sure is fun as hell."