RANDOM FACT ABOUT ME.
I can’t sleep with the closet door open.
Hi. I’m Tiffany. I’m a mess of a human being. I am a future photographer. I was born sixteen years ago into a pretty loving family. As a little girl, I thought my life was normal. That everyone’s parents were divorced. That a lot of horrible things that happened to me? They were all normal. But don’t you hate it when you grow up and then you realized how fucking sick it is that you grew up thinking divorce is a normal way of life? But then I became immuned to it. And I began to like not having a father. Nothing against dads. But I never needed a father. And now I’m just grateful. My mother is an amazing human being. She gets on my nerves a lot. But she took care of me all sixteen years of my life. She fed me, kissed me, gave me everything I ever wanted and needed. What else could I ever ask for? I grew up around divorces, fighting spouses, and watching failing relationships. I guess that’s why my relationships fall a lot. When you’ve seen so many boys slip out of girls’ hands, it just fucks up your view of the co-existing genders.
I’ve gone through a lot of shitty things. But everyone does. That’s the ugly of life. It keeps things excitting! I’m pretty much immuned to the past by now. I learned to forget but not forgive. It’s easier that way. I’m angry all the time. I think that’s why it’s so hard for me to forgive. I’m stubborn. I don’t want to forgive someone. And even sometimes when I claim I’ve forgiven someone, the anger is still there. Then it makes it hard to trust.
