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About Me


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“Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.”
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that.
Clementine: Ohhh... I know.
Alice:If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see? .
My name is Jerilyn.I have a big heart and a filthy mouth. I am a hopeful romantic and have vowed to only date musicians, as I enjoy being fucking legit. I say the word "legit" a lot. I curtsy in response to everything. Sometimes I lie to strangers and tell them I'm from Detroit. I consciously avoid places with bad lighting. My hands leave the steering wheel too often and I reserve my seat belt for special occasions.I apologize too much and I drink excessive amounts of chocolate milk. I think about sex a lot. My greatest thoughts are usually written on napkins and old receipts.
Oh, did I mention I like to party?
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:



(specific): Jeff Tweedy,Bill Murray, Steve Martin and anyone in the Judd Apatow crew.Oh and my biological mother, Claudia Schiffer.

(broad): People who can make me laugh, who are passionate and genuine.People who have beautiful speaking voices. Eccentric people. Shy people. People that believe in the solidity of love. People who wonder how their heart can hold so much without exploding.

My Blog

Smoke and Mirrors: 2008

I remember feeling this way on December 31, 2007. I was trying desperately to mend a slightly broken heart and I remember failing. I allowed people to let me down. There was a moment of certainty on D...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Dec 2008 13:05:00 GMT

oh, go survey yourself.

First thing you wash in the showe r? My hair.2.What color is your favor ite hoodi e? I own one hoodie and it is black.So I suppose it is my favorite by default.3.Would you kiss the last perso n ...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 18:36:00 GMT

everybody is somebodys secret

I will never wrap my mind around it.  I cannot even bring myself to put forth the effort to understand it.  The probability of me ever meeting it face to face is slim to none,  although...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Dec 2008 12:30:00 GMT

all these poses...

My aunt bought me a dress for my birthday. Imagine Diana Ross dressed as Cleopatra, serving test tube shots in 1970's Vegas. I was very confused.My typewriter ribbon has run outand I fear that I...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Oct 2008 15:45:00 GMT

why so serious?

The thought of life has been weighing heavily on my mind the past few days.The difference between light and darkand the shadows in between them.I've been having chest pains.I think my heart has been t...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jul 2008 16:02:00 GMT

lame questions

Where were you last night?Alicias, South River parking lot, Lindas PlaceWhat is today's date?July 3rd.Who was the last person to call you baby/babe?Probably, Kelly.Is anyone crushing on you?The whole ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 12:03:00 GMT

silly questions.

60 Things You Cant Possibly Know About Me...What is in the back seat of your car right now?A suitcase. A bag of clothes. Garbage. A painting. When was the last time you threw up?Last year. Whats your ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 13:51:00 GMT

.....in its place these bird wings beat

On my way to classon Thursday I was driving behind a school bus.A young girl (elementary school) looked out the back door andgave me the peace sign. When I returned the sign, she appearedto burst into...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 17:32:00 GMT

She’s sweet, but she’s fucked-up.

Moments collide;maybe it was the massive amounts of alcoholor the nearly there bizare sexual eroticaor the warmth of a strangers couch.Or maybe it was the vibrations of the party belowand the peaceful...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 13:02:00 GMT

jay guru devra om

Recapping the past few days would not only be completely pointless but a tad depressing as well.Fireworks, stars, Michael Moore, tears and fondue. There it is in brief.I woke up at one and havent...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 19:01:00 GMT