your name might be moom wilcox if...

  1. youre self conscious about how clean your red hipster glasses are... just in case anyone wants to try them on.
  2. you miss your childhood best friend and cousin, jaren wilcox, and wish you could have grown up with him longer.
  3. you have wild mood swings between: "omg, i just need to get married right now!" and "ew. im never getting married. boys are gross."
  4. you have crushes on at least 20 boys at one time. and youre not afraid to tell them about it.
  5. you shamelessly hold hands with your same sex roommate and best friend, nicole chamberlain.
  6. you randomly spout off in different accents all the time.

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