June 14, 2006
This Rabbit is one of the most on it people I know, she can hold it together when all the things around her are chaotic. To me that is style. Much love Rabbit
Jess
My TestimonialsMarch 15, 2005
When I think abt Jess, I think: Cupcake!
C::cookie weakness U::uber duper sweet P::piano stalker/hunter C::camp counselor A::always there in case of a crisis K::knowledgeable abt most things I'm unaware of E::extra nice to hug Eh, I'm lame. Whaddyawan'? ^^ <3<3<3<3<3 March 14, 2005
What can be said about Jess other than that she is hip, groovy, funny, smart, sexy, and fun? Well, she also has one of the warmest and open hearts I've ever met, and I am honored to have her as a dear friend.
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Sweet WhispersGender
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about me
I like to learn, and have a definite interest in people who can teach me things, and make me think. I would like to be a fire-spinner worthy of Burning Man, and I strive to be completely myself. I want to live. I'll take pleasure, pain, whatever. That's what I perceive life is: one predicament to the next, circumstance by circumstance, right choices wrong choice all pertaining to the inidividual. I do care. I like people. I like seeing how different we are. I like learning WHO we are. I was just saying in the car today that we are a world full of strangers. I was looking at a person I've never even seen before, and wondering what his story was. I look out the window and have urges to make faces at people as they drive past. I value connection.
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Muses, Reflections and Prose
I'm moving. But I need more work.
Sun, April 29, 2007 - 4:24 PM
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If anybody knows of jobs that are available in Arcata (because I am transportationless, as always), send me a shout. I need to pull in 600$ a month to live. *dies*
The wind just picked up outside my window. I could see the little drops of rain glowing sideways under the lamplight. And leaves, big fat yellow leaves, went sailing past, like they were waving at me.
Sun, January 14, 2007 - 8:23 PM
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We were writing to Jazz rhythm in class. And this kinda toppled, ass over tea kettle, sprawling clumsily onto the page in a graceless Flump.
Sun, January 14, 2007 - 8:22 PM
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Run, Run, Delectable Affliction. Play Duck-Duck-Goose, and Hide-And-Seek, and Peek-A-Boo on the Precipice of my Beautiful Disaster; I stradivarian pill-popper and drunken doppleganger of estrogen-induc'ed frenzy flail and fail. Luck Be a Lady and the Lady is a Tramp: affectionate and pivotal, approachable impossibility, address and be Broken an... read more
Moments
Sun, January 14, 2007 - 8:21 PM
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are the glue that hold me together the soul that makes up the me there is On nights like this when the world is silent, when the world feels lonely and Still, like a soundproof room, I replay all the beautiful moments-- my keepsakes, grand momentos --like film behind my eyes. My rain-- my first true rain. I listened to the music by Phillip Glass, "Escape!" and Escape! I did. I slipped out of bed padded down the hall and followed the frost, lured by the music And the s... read more
I think of you, secretly, and keep you in the back of my mind because you threaten to overwhelm my thoughts and memories. I know nothing is the same.. in this new shaping of the self, I am a fragmented twisted version of the person that I thought I was. Everything that was good about me doesn't seem to exist anymore, and I am a broken something, a frankenstein wondering why an abomination of such a self exists.
Sun, January 14, 2007 - 8:21 PM
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I can sum it up best like this: I am sadness, the empty remnants of a shell of... read more
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