i'm just somebody who is trying to get by. i'm not special, i make mistakes and i'm a total mess. i'm not original, mostly everyone in this town isn't. i don't try to be cool or on top of anybody else, if anything i just try to blend in. i'm weird, you'll figure that out quickly and i don't express my feelings that well. but i can promise you one thing, i can get you by and put a smile on your face. my name is jessica, and i'd love to talk. pop a squat and tell me wassup.
FOLLOW HER ;)
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i’d really appreciate it if all my cool, awesome followers would follow my new blog.
i made a new blog. this is my last post on this one. i realized this hasn’t become MY blog anymore, it’s more of what everyone else wanted and i got caught up in gaining followers. well, it’s different now. follow me here vvvv

I’d say my heart is like a little toy boat. Easily made and put together. Something every little boy loves to take and play with. But little boys are never careful when they play. And its tricky to mend back to perfect condition when it’s “accidently” broken. There’s always going to be cracks or chips missing to remind you of the incident, even if you do manage to glue it back together.
1 year ago
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