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'𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯' those words echoed in Flower's mind, maybe that was why the scars on her wrists were fresh, recent.
The boy who once convinced her to stop, seemed to be the cause of it now. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘐𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤...

'𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯' those words echoed in Flower's mind, maybe that was why the scars on her wrists were fresh, recent.
The boy who once convinced her to stop, seemed to be the cause of it now. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘐𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤...
“ My mother always said love was supposed set you free. ” “ Sweet dreams, asshole. ” “ I’ve been a prisoner of my love for you for a very long time. ” “ Hey I’m on my way. And don’t forget my money. ” “ Yuck. Not my type. I’m so over that whole uniform thing. ” “ Give me the power, I beg of you. ” “ You never really actually killed anybody, did you? ” “ Back on your knees. Crawl. Good boy/girl. ” “ Stay down on the floor where you belong. That’s right. ” “ Don’t tell me Schmucky is one of those dolls who wets his pants. ” “ Yeah, okay, uh, just a second. ” “ Thanks, sweet face. I owe you one. ” “ I’ll kill anybody, but I’ll only sleep with someone I love. ” “ My parents liked all my friends. ” “ I didn’t hear her/him complaining last night. ” “ And by the way, where the hell did you learn to bake? ” “ Go ahead and shoot! I’ll be back! ” “ They think we’re mass murderers! ” “ What are you gonna study? ” “ I give them six months, three if she gains weight. ” “ You need me, otherwise you’re stuck like this for good. ” “ I don’t need you, I’ll look it up myself. ” “ Oh my god, what are we gonna do! ” “ Who the hell’s this bozo? What’s she/he doing? ” “ Stabbings went out with Bundy and Dahmer. ” “ Were you born with that knife superglued to your hand or what? ” “ He ain’t big enough to handle a woman like you? ” “ It ain’t the size that counts, asshole - it’s what you do with it. ” “ You can’t keep us from seeing each other. ” “ Nope, just babysitting. Foul-mouthed little fucker. ” “ I knew you were obsessed, but… ” “ What are you lookin at punk? You lookin at me? ” “ That ring is worth five or six grand easy. ” “ You mean… you weren’t gonna ask me to marry you? ” “ Huh! A true classic never goes out of style! ” “ Come on, let me in or I’m likely to catch my death out here. ” “ Barbie, eat your heart out. ” “ Would you please stop talking to me like I’m the one who’s crazy? ” “ You’re the crazy one! You’re the mass murderer! ” “ Oh, my God, you really did a number on him/her, didn’t you? ” “ What did you use? Was it really bloody? Did he/she scream a lot? Was he/she half… ” “ Hold still honey or I’m going to poke you in the eye again. ” “ Figures you’d hitch us a ride with a fugitive. ” “ We belong dead. I’ll see you in hell, darling. ” “ You son of a bitch! What have you done to me? ” “ Well, you guys are in the right place at the wrong time. ” “ I believe we already met, haven’t we, sweet-face? ”
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OOC - Don't be shy to interact with my baby Violet. Ask or tell her anything you want! Or, if you want, like this for a starter!
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When she first starting cutting, Violet would leave the door cracked open just a little. She had hoped her parents would walk in and catch her in the act, effectively realizing something was wrong with her and get her help. Though she’s dead, she still leaves the door open when she drags a blade across her arm and still continues to hope that maybe, just maybe, they’ll walk in.
Despite having previously promised Tate, she continues to cut herself. Violet slices until death claims her, and it’s her favorite way to die. In fact, in’s become somewhat of a ritualistic thing for her to do. She leaves the door to the bathroom cracked open every other night, and starts cutting into her arm as the clock strikes midnight.
Whenever she can get her hands on a cigarette, Violet tends to use some part of her body as an ashtray. She’ll take a drag and dig the ruby end of the cancer stick into her flesh. She doesn’t like the smell, but she’s gotten used to it.