ok so i am like so freakin' excited to just leave and move to winnipeg. it's just going to be so f'ing amazing. our apartment is going to be off the hook. and going for a weekend to the forks to shop and get stuff to decorate our apartment. so excited :) it's just going to be so much fun. and then of course kayla all of us from back home who are going to the peg will get together once a month atleast for supper and just catch up. then partying it up; going clubbin' and bar hoppin', can't wait. it is going to be like amazing and soo much fun. i just cannot wait.
oh, and only 63 days until grad. :O so excited, you better all come lol. anyways i best be gettin' ready for work. mwah.
happiness.
1. the quality or state of being happy.
2. good fortune; pleasure; contentment; joy.
3. enjoying, showing, or marked by pleasure, satisfaction, or joy.
The best way
To make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize
Two out of three ain't bad
I'mLikeALawyerWithTheWayI'mAlwaysTryingToGetYouOff;;FOB
much love;
tiffany. ♥
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I could write it better than you ever felt it.
Bend&Break.
If that's the worst you got; better put your fingers back to the keys.
Shattered.
- tiffie.lynn
- a simple yet complicated girl. tall. strawberry blonde hair with copper streaks. blue/green eyes. black nail polish. big heart. loves a boy. always smiling. loves to laugh. music is love. emotional. loves her friends and family. shopping is a passion. hearts volleyball. can't live without lipgloss. loves her hair. hearts heels. loves hugs period.
Letters.
God forbid you be an ugly girl, of course too pretty is also your doom, 'cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room.
Scream.
I'dLie;;TaylorSwift
& Shout.
If you asked me if I love him; I'd Lie.
Hearts.
Landslide.
. 0 . days til grad
Stand.
You feel like a candle in a hurricane.Just like a picture with a broken frame.Alone and helpless.Like you've lost your fight.But you'll be alright, you'll be alright//Cause when push comes to shove.You taste what you're made of.You might bend, till you break.Cause its all you can take.On your knees you look up.Decide you've had enough.You get mad you get strong.Wipe your hands shake it off.Then you Stand, Then you stand//Life's like a novel.With the end ripped out.The edge of a canyon.With only one way down.Take what you're given before its gone.Start holding on, keep holding on//Cause when push comes to shove.You taste what you're made of.You might bend, till you break.Cause its all you can take.On your knees you look up.Decide you've had enough.You get mad you get strong.Wipe your hands shake it off.Then you Stand, Then you stand//Everytime you get up.And get back in the race.One more small piece of you.Starts to fall into place.
With Hearts And Wrists In Tact.
We're the new face of failure.Prettier and younger but not any better off.Bullet proof loneliness.At best, at best.
1 comment:
bonjour tiffie lynn! i read your blog and you sound so terribly happy! which makes me happy! i cannot WAIT until you are in the city next year! I'll take you to all the hot spots and we'll just live it up!! so excited...you know what else is exciting..GRAD! lol itll be the time of your life. Ps im home for summer now...we gotta do sum partying ok!! luv you. mwah.
Sarah
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