This is NOT my journal!

. . . But. I MUST vent.
Morning- Uh Ok, I guess
Day- Alright, Sorta
Lunch- Fun, Yehish
Evening- Awful
This is where my story starts. . .
Work Sucked!
End of story(:

A Small Collection of Myself

Someday I will be there. And all you will be able to do is smile and watch me finally walk away.  Away from it all. Smiling all the way there. -Jess long

Jumping ever so silently into calming arms.
I want to rebel
Each moment in life yearns. -Jess long

I'm sick of pretending that I'm okay with this. The book is going to close soon. I hope the ending doesn't suck. -Jess long

Sometimes, oh just sometimes
I want to punch your face
Into a wall
Smile
And then walk away
Without wanting to look back.
Don't you? -Jess long

Freedom rats wii links -Jess long

D.V.P.. Those initials are burned into my memory. And I hate it. Why can't I forget.. Just forget.. ): -Jess long

It's her fault
Not mine
But I guess I'm always the wrong one,
The evil one,
So it's my fault,  by default -Jess long

Things change with time.. And often end. Sort of scary. But yet a little thrilling♥ -Jess long

You lied
I did better
But all you can do is put me down
When all I want is to be on top
On top of everything
So I can do better
But you lied -Jess long

Id tear you apart. Id shatter you to pieces, all without even a word. That's because you don't know. Me. There's too much. Too much to know and what you find if you pry; well it will shatter you. -Jess long

I want better, I need better.
But I'm afraid I can't get better.
So I'll stay. . .
With second best instead of better. -Jess long

I want freedom.
Just freedom.
That's it.
That is all I will ever ask. -Jess long

You think your better than the best,
but your not better than the rest. -Jess long

"The best part about this blog is that by the time you've finished reading it, you will realize that there was absolutely no point to it" -Smiles(:

 

3 Outings with my Jig

Jerrica. . Jerrica, Jerrica, Jerrica

(: 

-fur pillows
Jerrica: "That's a bear pillow"!
Jessica: -lays on black and white pillow
Jerrica: "Ew, sissy your laying on a skunk!"  

(:

After scanning popcorn, candy, magazine, pickles, ice cream, chips, ramen, and soda.
"Your total is $36.71 dear."
Wow.
I only went for the soda.

 (:

At Burger King
Jess: Let's play and the one who gets the lowest score has to throw the food away.
-Jess plays and gets 60. Jig plays and gets 75.
Jig: You get to throw the food away(:
-ten minutes later
Jess: Time to go throw away your drink
Jig: . . but you got the lowest score. .

(:

 

Realization. . .

So you will never get to know me if I don't post at least something involving Jessica. Right? So here is a short, painless, survey I sorta kinda did for this blog.
Name: Jessica Long
Nickname(s): Jess, Emily, Emma, Blue j, and Poohbear,
Birthday: March 4th 1994(:
. .Bedroom. .
Share it: Yes, with my little sister. She's seven. Ten years younger that yours truly
Wall color: Pinkish, whiteist, yellowish, peachish maybe
Own bathroom: Yes.
. .Favorites. .
Ice cream flavor: Vanilla
Season: Fall
Holiday: New Years
Color: Yellow
Website: Postsecret and youtube (duh) are my tops
Number: 28. . which is also my least favorite number.
. .For or Against. . ( don't mean to start any debates. Just using free speech. On my own page(: )
Abortion: For
President Bush: Against
Homework: For
Legalizing drugs: Against
Same sex marriages: For
Door to door missionaries: Against
Death penalty: For
Prayer in schools: Against
. WOW. Went from for to against in everyone. Didn't even mean to do that(:
(: comments welcome unless your negative :)

My fairy tale. Gone wrong

I want to tell you a story. About a princess, a fairygod mother, a prince, and a Big Bad Wolf. 
Once upon a time, not so long ago, I remember the day I told the Big Bad Wolf to come to my castle. I needed to tell him the rules of the game before we got started. I tried to warn him that  wrath would force the huge waterfall to come crashing down. He didn't listen. So he unleshed the wrath that would make the waterfall come crashing down. Upon me. Possibly ending the game.
He never listened.
My own fairy godmother couldn't help me. Standing there with her fairy wond, looking oh so helpless againt the Wolf's claws. Her magic was nothing compared to the Wolf's insane glare. The madness was relentless. I was adding to the waterfalls mighty roar by the time the words were mad. I cried out.
I cried.
Then my prince came. He tried. He tried to make the Wolf listen to my warnings. His sword slashing the air; cutting off the Wolfs words, making the howls less harmful. But the Big Bad Wolf had the last howl as I sank to the bottom of the sea; dragged by the mighty power of the waters current. The game ended. My prince tried to help me when no one else would. My prince is him. And I'm sure he knows why.

ABC's

  --@#%^$(-- Llailyb. . . My ABC's: . . . Llailyb --"#,.!<?&*-- 

Another average girl. 

Beyond normal.

Cares but not enough. 

Doesn't understand. 

Enjoying childhood. 

Forgotten friends.

Girl of no one's dreams.

Has a problem.

In love. 

Just taking the time to breath.

Kites soar higher.

Longing to belong.

Must calculate. 

No exeptions.

On the way.

Puts a different name.

Quit so many times.

Run away if I could.

Standing still isn't an option. 

Taking two steps back isn't just in the game.

Understood, not likely.

Vanished a few times.

Willing to keep going.

Xoxo.

 Yours forever, or until you get sick of me.

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