I'm 17 , I'm a Senior in high school. I'm 5'2 , brown hair , dark brown eyes. After highschool i want to become a nurse. I like to make friends so if you wanna talk hit me up.


♥I'm THE
Type Of Girl
Who will BURST out LAUGHING
iN deAd silenCe.
Beacause of something that HappeNed
YESTERDAY.♥




×Nickname: Jess
×B-day× Nov 2 , 1990
×Sign× Scorpio
×Sex× Female ♀
×Ørientatiøn× Straight
×Status× SINGLE
×Birthplace× NC
×Height× 5'2
×Hair Cølør× Brown with Blonde highlights
×Eye Cølør× Dark Brown
×Piercings× cartilage in one ear
×Favorite Number×
×Favorite Color× Pink & Black
×Favorite Sport× Football
×Favorite Food× Pepperoni Pizza




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~False Hope




I sit here alone thinking about life
All the events
All that strife
All those lies
All those broken promises
Was it worth it?
Do gentlemen still exist?

No one seems to care
No one seems to bother
Everyone's out to get something for themselves
Everyone has a different intent
A motive

Everywhere I go people talk about a new year
A new beginning
Is it foolish to hope?
Foolish to believe those words

What should I do?
Who should I turn to?
Is there no one decent left in this world?
Someone with a conscience

I begin to think that all that was decent
All that was good died long ago
Died with the past
All we do now is wander

Wander like a generation lost...
Lost... to the sands of time
No where to go
Nothing to do
No power to change this world




WE are spectators in our own life
Spectators to the destruction of our morals
Spectators to the disaster that is about to befall this race
I wonder if it's too late

Are we all doomed?
Doomed to the lowest layer of hell
For you see the lowest layer of hell is for betrayers
And we all have betrayed our race, our country, everything




Let this be a warning to you all
Tread lightly in this world
Things can change in an instant
Fate can be cruel
And Karma a bitch...

*written by a friend*


~A Friend is never measured by the number of times he made you laugh. But by the number of times he made you SMILE after you cried.

~Friends are like street lights along the road. They don't make the distance any shorter but they light up the path .