My name is Violet Harmon, I don't really exist, or do I? I guess you'll never know. Eternally 16, not in the happy, yippy, pop music, bullshit way. In the way of no escape, I'm stuck in this shitty hell hole. There is no way out, I don't die, as much as I've tried, nothing. I like cigarettes, listening to loud music, I guess I like other things too. It doesn't matter.