Jessica{is inspired by the moon}

My name is Jessica. My friends call me Jess. People who are mad at me call me Jessica or Jessica Lynn. Very few people get to call me Jessie without loosing a vital organ and you are not one of them.

I'm in college having the time of my life. I'm a junior dual majoring in French and Psychology with a counseling concentration. Don't ask how the french fits in because I don't know, but I can write in it so Boo-Yah!

In the past few months I know I have made friends that will last a lifetime, I don't know what I would do without them. Some of them are my guiding light and I would be lost if they weren't here, others are trying to save my sanity, but that's a lost cause.

I mainly write poetry with the occational short story thrown in. When I write I do it in one of two ways. I either write from my soul or I write from my surroundings, trust me you can tell the difference (my soul likes to use big words).

I don't know what I'm doing with my life at this point, though i think I should start working on that. There is only one problem, I have no decision making capability. I am incredibly indecisive and should hire people to make major life choses for me.

I'm the type of person that you either love or hate, but I will try to make you love me, just because I think hate is a strong word, then again so is love.

I don't know what else to say. If you want to know anything else about me that you think is vital to know before readin my writing, please feel free to message me. I will probably get a laugh out of it at least.

To all of my friends, I am sorry I have not been on here in a while. I was quite devastated when everything got deleted. I tried outting stuff back up a while ago, but it was painful. I am working on getting my page back up to what it use to be so bare with me. I have put some old stuff up and some new. Feel free to tell me what you think.

Love and Hugs,
Jess


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This is my Favorite poem by Robert Frost

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
some say in ice.
From what I've tasted from desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate=
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

--Robert Frost