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Name: Tiffany Birthday: 2/4/1987
Interests: caked up makeup, big hair, Vogue, Zac Posen, cigarettes, funky electronic remixes, the 80's, Viktor & Rolf, crushes, piercings, purple nail polish, crossword puzzles, inebriated dancing, Jamie Dornan, bad jokes
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11/27/2006
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| Me: I had lunch with Christina and bought us mood rings. Vanessa: Are we in the fifth grade?! | | |
| I just drowned my problems in an obscene amount of chocolate. Christina and I went perusing through thrift stores to look for new apartment stuff. We found a tres cool set of black and white checkered silverware (and it was already decided ahead of time that everything is going to be mismatched.) Im so excited to finally be out on my own. Everyone is trying to convince me to wait, that I should prolong this until I turn 21. But Mike was like,"Don't listen to them. I think you should move out. You'll be fine." A certain indecisive (or 'dusty' as Christina, Jon & I call it) someone contacted me after monthsss, literally. And though it can throw you for a loop, it's nice to know that you still can cross their mind. | | |
| Summer: What do you want from me, Cohen? Seth: I just want you. Summer: No, you don't. You had me, you had me at Chrismukkah in a freakin' Wonder Woman costume and you chose Anna. You had me three months ago and you left. Seth: And I want to make that up to you. Summer: It has nothing to do with me, it is about you and it is always about you - what you need and what you want. You know it seems that you only want me when you can't have me; you like the chase and that's all. So you know what? You can have it. I'm going home. I hate games, sometimes. Look, I like you, I don't like you - why is it all about sending mixed signals? Im so over it though. It's been the first time in a while having no possibilities, but that's ok. I actually think I prefer it this way. | | |
| Johnny-Mar just came by the house to pick up the 'poo tarts' I baked for him. Weird sentence.
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I saw a lot of this chick over Thanksgiving break. (lovelovelove)
My future roomie ok. I ran into a former potential the other day.. I guess karma caught up with me and clouted me in the behind for my sophomoric mentality. Thus when I stumbled upon the seamen, it lifted me up a little. It's like when things are so bad, you have the urge to do something trivial. Just as people get trashed, I have a tendency to make plans with no-good boys. And all I have to say is thank goodness I have friends who use the right side of their brain. Brenden: She's ginormous.. when they stand next to each other they look like the number ten. I so dig it when people say ginormous. | | |
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