I.
charred-footed seraphs clung to hadrian's wall
as sweet nero's cigarettes hastened rome's fiery fall.
II.
If I were to condense myself into one word it would be "artist". I spend most of my waking hours drawing, playing my violin or piano, sketching, writing, satirizing, pondering,designing, reading, loving, and creating. I'm a total news-, music-, art-, politics-, fashion-, literature-, internet-, sprawling metropolis-, writing-, sarcasm-, history-, convoluted sentence-, science-, satire-, andtravel-junkie. New York City is my favorite place in the world and cold, day-old coffee is my favorite beverage. I usually don't speak in lists. Mo Rocca, Napoleon Bonaparte and I are soulmates.
(I owe Rejection Notice whatever bits of my soul I haven't devoted to my other hobbies and various unattainable crushes! I hearts teh Brittany.)
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