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jessica

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+_+ Batman rules +_+hey mi name is Jessica i live in middleburg with mi dad i have 10 tattoos and 12 peircings i love goin to local shows and i love the word yeah for some odd reson lol i love hangin out with mi friends im goin through alot right now but its slowly getting better im realizing who mi true friends are its sad that things have to happen like they do but life goes on i hate liers and back stabber so if you want to know anything else about me ask

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My Interests

*local shows* *hanging out with friends* *tattoos* *music* *pericings* *insence* *graveyards* *hair die* *animals* *art* *poetry* *boys* ~make up lol ... i like boys with out make up also

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friends on here i think lol ...
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Music:

*story of the year* *yellowcard* *lostprophets* *new found glory* *simple plan* *chevelle* *mest* *evanescene* *afi* *breaking benjamin* *pink* *linkin park* *zebrahead* *blink 182* *staind* *box car racer* *the used* *12 stones* *three days grace* *thursday* *the ataris* *cauterize* *mxpx* *the staring line* *sugarcult* *lit* *the adroids* *anti-flag* *Bleeding Through* *bouncing souls* *rancid* *give up the ghost* *nirvana* *kittie* *american hi-fi* *gold figer* *slipknot* *seather* *taking back sunday* *the spooky kids* *marilyn manson* *hoobastank* *coheed and cambria* *yeah yeah yeahs* midtown* *atreyu* *mindless self indulgence* *avenged sevenfold* *chronic future* *lamb of god* *eighteen visions* *busted* *finch* *from autumn to ashes* *underoath*~~evan tho they have a new singer there still good *the union underground* hawthorne heights* *hopesfail* *blindside* *trust company* *no warning* *shadows fall* *a change of pace* *papa roach* *fall out boy* *rise against* *as i lay dying* *icp* *cradle of filth* *from first to last* *emanuel* *murderdolls* *nightwish* *dope* *still life projector* *all american rejects* *killswitch engage* ~theres so much more to type lol ...~~~~local bands~~~~~ *folly* *villans* *defining moment* within distence* *fall river* *age of ruin* *stimulis* *the nine orders of angles* much much more .... <:~)

Movies:

i like scary and funnie movies the crow ~one of mi favs the nightmare before christmas napolean dynamite theres so much more ....
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Television:

70 show,family guy,zim batman~theres much more ...<:~)

Books:

i like to read poems ... lol =)ok heres a poem :.... its called~† The Raven †Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- This it is, and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;- Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"- Merely this, and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 'Tis the wind and nothing more." Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore."Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore- Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door- Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore." But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Then the bird said, "Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore- Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never- nevermore'." But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore- What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!- Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting- "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore!do u know who its by ?.........its by †Edgar Allen Poe†

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If any one needs a chick singer talk to me ....
Posted by jessica on Sun, 16 Oct 2005 07:35:00 PST

hair die..........

hair die so what colors do you like do die your hair ? .. ...
Posted by jessica on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST