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I'm Becca, and I'm flawedI'm a slob. If my room is clean it's a miracle, just ask my mom.
I can never say the right thing. I always have the idea in my head but when it comes out I sound like an idiot or I hurt someone's feelings.
I can be crude. Sometime's I say something and immediatley afterewards think "Did I seriously just say that?"
I am a little kid. I would be content coloring in a coloring book, and blowing bubbles in my chocolate milk for the rest of my life.
I'm blunt. If you ask me my opinnion, you're going to get it, whether it's what you wanted to hear or not.
I have no fashion sense at all. You will usually find me wearing jeans, a ratty old T Shirt, and dirty flip flops.
I have a low self esteem. But I'm working on it, slowly but surely.
I can be very serious at times. You just have to listen.
I can't cook at all. I catch things on fire in the microwave.
I loose things a lot. "Becca, you would loose your head if it wasn't attached to your neck!"
I'm a coffee addict. I don't function in the morning without it.
I'm incapable of telling a lie. That's not a bad thing though, is it?
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