What's there to say...
My name is Jill. I'll be 18 on April 18th. I'll be going to Five Towns College in August to study music, it's my life. I play bass and sing for my band Cutting Room Floor. I've been playing bass since seventh grade. And guitar since tenth grade. Less Than Jake has been my favorite band for four years. I've seen them seventeen times. Nothing in the world makes me happier then they do. I miss my jumblefuckers from all over the world, they are my best friends. Mountain Dew is my favorite soda. I love to travel. I love living in New York City but want to live in Florida someday. I'm a Yankees fan. I love to sleep. I love going for car rides. I write lyrics about anything thats on my mind. I could never be vegetarian. I like to drink but hate drugs. And I don't want to grow up, ever.
This is a message from a malcontent,
His head’s full of his failed attempts.
Always confused by those moments when
Those mixed signals spin around his head.
Life's been full of possibilities,
So technically it's all been killing me.
Don't feel a thing, been too numb to think
I'm just devoid of this day of sleep.
Trying to find,
A better version of the same old me
My tongue was tied
Now there's a brand new voice inside of me,
You're gonna see, you're gonna see...
My thoughts wind up inside my mouth
Wrapped up and being wrong on this couch.
Pleasant dreams of getting out,
That are caving in while I'm falling down.
And it figures that I'll never figure me out
A disappearing disaster it doesn't matter enough
Cloud of smoke as it was going out,
Walking explosion and I'm walking right out...
Trying to find,
A better version of the same old me
My tongue was tied
Now there's a brand new voice inside of me,
You're gonna see, you're gonna see...