The name's Lisa. Rowe. I haven't seen the outside world in more years than I care to count. Where have I been, you might ask? McLean Hospital.
I know what you're thinking.
"That's the hospital for crazies!"
Yeah, yeah. Fuck you, buddy.
Still, I'm no exception. Surmise and assume all you want, folks. I don't deny the fact that I'm fucked up. I've got a lot of crazy ass things going on in my head that I can't explain. I'll say shit, and not think about the consequences.
Actually, fuck that. I say shit, and I don't care who gets hurt. Who cries like a fucking baby. I say whatever I want. I say whatever pops into this Cinderella-bound head of mine. It's your own problem if you don't like it. If you don't want to hear what I've got to say, plug your fucking ears.
If you can deal with that, it's a pleasure to meet you.
Otherwise, fuck the hell off.
OOC: Lisa Rowe is from Susanna Kaysen's Girl, Interrupted. I'm particularly interested in her personality and character while she is still in the hospital, though the book later reveals she entered the real world once the hospital closed. I just happen to think that Lisa's a hell of a lot more fun when she's at McLean. That's when her wild side comes out. Bear with her. She's .. kind of tough to swallow.