my name is jaclyn.
i don't like the fucking yankees, brokeback mountain, dr pepper, republicans, the colors orange, yellow and red, chocolate, duncan kane, ernest hemingway, the french national soccer team, hospitals, hot weather, cake, desperate housewives, conor oberst, bright eyes, george bush, and walking barefoot on tile.
i like the red sox, star wars, x-men, firefly, lord of the rings, veronica mars, lost, post-it notes, the colors green and pink, sarah dessen, japanese, korean, je, music, koyama keiichiro, kim junsu, photography, chapstick, battle royale, river tam, lysol disinfectant wipes, makeup and my ipod. his name is francisco.
i'm bitchy, honest and blunt. i'm sweet, motherly and i worry too much. i'm loud, quiet, hyper, laid back, friendly and shy. i'm a performer. we're complicated specimens.
my dad died september 27, 2005. he was a great man. my sister is my life. don't mess with her. i like to make fun of my brother for liking the yankees. he'll kick your ass if you hurt me. my mom is cooler than yours.
'this is me in a nutshell. and sometimes, you feel like a nut.'
christine 87 90 (4:31:25 PM): y r u all up in mah koolaid when u dun even kno da flava
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