I try not to cry, but it's all I can do, to write the words“I have no regrets...except for letting you lie to my face...”
In this long goodbye to unexpecting you
I---HOPE---YOU---REGRET---THIS
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Name: "Jessa..."
State: Tennessee
Gender: Female


Interests: coffee, poetry, Francesca Lia Block books, creative writing, being young like I was, cuddling, photography, knee high boots, sour apple gum, kiddy rings, rainbows, open minds, robots, bows with poke-a-dots, hair clips, gummy bears, little black mod bobs, sleeping, thick eyeliner, you, thrift stores, love (or the lack there of), pretty pumps I never wear, vans, big sunglasses, Piercings, collages, 80's movies, cartoons, dryer sheets, James Dean, records, mix tapes, sparkly pens, sharpies, glitter, pouty lips, stars, ribs and hips that belong to anyone but me, music, lip-locking, Classic anything, Spontaneity, People who love me for me, Randomness, Intelligence, fingertips, Local shows, Frappachinos, Quotes, White chocolate, Peanut Butter, the beach (preferably at night), Honesty, Art, Sarah McLachlan, Pearls, deep eyes, Hugs from warm bodies of the friends I love, Candles, and daisies. ♥
Expertise: loving him, pretending that he means what he says, sneaking in and out of her house, bargain shopping, self loathing, trying to keeping what little sanity she has left though it’s not easy around here, scaring ignorant fuckwads, constantly changing...or growing rather, taking pictures of lots of different things, doing the funky chicken, wearing pajama pants, flip flops, and her pearls everywhere...year round, singing along to songs no one knows but her, listening to other people...observing them, contemplating the demise of everything good she's got going for her, and the dimise of all she hates too, dancing when no ones watching, making up songs about God when she's scared, giggling, screaming obscenities, over thinking things, crying, playing "Dressing up", and burning the bodies of such lives that she has taken, and scattering the ashes in junk yards where they lie on liquor stayed leather seats of totaled 1987 Cadillac’s. ♥
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art


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Member Since: 4/15/2004

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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

And they lived happily ever after. . .

The End.




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