About
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What`s the worst that I can say...?
FiRST OFF. . .
--They call me Tiffo.
--I listen to music quite a bit.
--I don't know a lot of bands, but I love what I do know.
--I used to be on here a lot.
--Not so much anymore. =[
--Chapstick is one of my favorite things.
--I jumped off my house once into a pile of rocks and didn't even get hurt.
--I broke my hand once because I punched a wall.
--Imagine that! =O
--I like Twilight.
--My camera is another of my favorite things.
--I'm not very tough.
--But if you piss me off pretty good I'll prolly knock yer teeth out.
--Seriously. It's happened before.
SO BASiCALLY. . .
--I love Photography
--I love Music(I know I said this)
--I love MCR
--My friends are my favorite.
--So is my BF. [Been together since 10/22/08 <3 ]
--I am 5'2''.
--My bf is 6'2''
--Ha.
--Jacob is awesome.
--'nuff said.
--I hate Twilight-obsessed kids. It was cool before every little girl started touching themselves to fxcking Robert Pattinson.
--And before they started making merchandise.
--And when no one had heard of it.
AND LASTLY. . .
--I am a hella honest person.
--...to the point where I can be rude.
--The ONLY things I hate in this world are:
--Liars.
--People who hate other people for who they are.
--Teen parents/ pregnancy.
--Seriously...It's near impossible for me to respect any teen for being pregnant or being a parent. I don't care what you say.
--LIARS. (even silly little white lies. they count.)
--I want your brutal honesty.
--I have a strange outlook on life sometimes...we could chat about it if you want.
--But you may have a hard time following.
--I know this may seem a bit contradictory of what I said earlier
--but its not:
--80 percent of what comes out of my mouth is BS.
--Meaning I joke a lot.
--And I'm highly sarcastic.
--I text a bit too much.
--This is bat country. =O
--I am no longer a High School Student. Woo.
--I'm bored now.
--Maybe I'll think of more later.
THiS iS ME. . .
Here I am in my four corner cell,
sitting and thinking as each day looms.
Soledad with its big mighty fence and walls,
inmates graffic all standing tall.
What does it mean, if anything at all,
many convicts,
have passed through these great walls.
All had fallen one way or another,
from big time crooks to small time hoods.
Who were the winners, and who was the loser?
They all claim victory, but there were no cheers.
Trying to reach for something,
but never ever reaching what was there.
And believe me
in Soledad you don't shed a tear
only for your loved ones who have disappeared.
But when the madness is over,
will people still respect you,
knowing you have survived
the halls of Soledad?
--LeeHill.
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