I'm Tiffany Kyra. [Keer-ra.]
I'm small, smart, and mean.
Yet fat, stupid, and loving.
I watch medical shows and gorey movies.
I love boys.
And my iPod.
We never answer the house phone or check the messages.
Currently there are 17 news ones that I have no intention of listening to.
I won't say I love you, unless I mean it.
My socks never match and my favourite pair of undies say " Whadaya want? " on the front and " Touch down. " on the back.
I crush hard.
He knows who he is.
I love my band T-shirts and buying my Mumma presents.
There's a ghost that hangs out around my house.
I call her The Grey Lady.
I probably love cats more than you.
Modern Day Crazy Cat Lady.
Skrew you.
I watch too much tv, text compulsively, and love my video games.
I hold grudges and don't forgive easily.
And I never forget.
South Park quotes come out of my mouth on a daily basis.
Speaking of my mouth, it's dirty.
Not literally, but I curse so hard that I make sailors blush.
Sushi and Starbucks are all I need to survive.
Axe is a weakness.
I'm inappropriate.
I want to be on the Real World.
And I want you to send me a message.
