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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2014 3:26:09 GMT
full name Julia Lily Astaire date of birth 02.02.96 home town Sacramento, California current city NYC, New York education Columbia University - Marketing major occupation Part time model
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When people ask me about my sister revert back to when I was ten and she was seven, she called me a Fat Bastard and some how I got in trouble for it.. grounded, for ten days. Jules is dramatic, conniving, sneaky, manipulative, witty, and as she likes to think - funny. Just recently she put me on Craigslist which was a bit funny for a few hours, until it got very out of hand. She's the baby of the family, the only girl out of three kids. She's spoiled and sometimes she acts like it. It's not as if she'll flip her lid if something doesn't go her way, but she'll definitely sulk. If there was a favourite it'd be Jules. Adored by our parents, aunts, uncles and my friends... especially my friends. Jesus Christ, Julie just dangles herself in front of them. Not that it's all bad. She can be pretty great too. Like she's really fucking good at shopping for gifts, she loves to bake and she's great at making light of awkward situations.
- Caleb Astaire [brother]
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I date the wrong people. Am I too young to say that? Sometimes I think I am, I'm afraid I come off as a giant twat. There was Jack in my freshman year, Donny in my sophomore/junior year, then Declan in my senior year. Not bad people, but not nice people. I think that's my type - not quite good, not quite bad. Mediocre men, with little mediocre goals, and little mediocre jokes. Boring men. I don't know, maybe I subconsciously think I can make them interesting, that I can challenge their blandness and spice up their lives. That too, makes me a loser. Holy shit, I hate myself so much. I'm in this phase right now where I'm just fucking people. 'Cause I'm in New York and what's the sense in trying to get serious. It's just so goddamn tiring. The worst bit is my parents asking me if I have a boyfriend yet. It's gotten so annoying that I've had to make up a boyfriend. Keenan is a twenty-three year old medical student. I had in my mind that he was from Seattle but my parents then asked him to come down for Christmas so now he's from London. I'm scoping out male model instagrams for the perfect fake boyfriend. I'm probably sounding desperate. I swear to God, I'm not. I just want my cake.
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your name ciara play-by hailey baldwin.. sorry member group
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