Be Strong, Believe

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Anyhow, WELCOME.
Don't be shy. Cause I'm not. heh D:

I thought I saw the bumble bee.

Ah well. It's gonna be just you and me.
Ready?

Stay put where you are. Keep your soul and keep your heart. I'm loving y o u.

The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.

Hello, I am Jessica.
D Q P S
Z H O N G H U A
T P Design

I -
do F a s h i o n related work/studies.
have a MAJOR CRUSH/INTEREST/FLING with branding and marketing related works/studies
am an art person. maybe has a flair but the talent is shaky and unstable. but recognises the depth of personal potential for arts. (:

I'm kinda brilliant. Mental note that aights? (:

Loves: Almost everyone.
Hates: Nothing really. Until you really know me i guess. (:

Jess kinda rocks; like big time ._.

it ends tonight.
5:13 AM Friday, November 24, 2006

have a hell of a time at sharlene's birthday chalet.

hope she's happy. =) she must be very tired.

i didnt manage to sleep. so eileen and i sat at the living room and talked. i took sharlene's boone's and emptied it. =X

a dangerous life. eileen asked me not to follow her steps. but i know. i knew it since eons ago.

just that i cannot imagine how she managed to pull through. i asked her, " are you tired of this kind of life? "

because i felt tired on her behalf when she was telling me about her life.

the answer remains unknown.

but i do believe there's an answer etched in the core of our hearts.

shhh... dont tell anyone i buried myself alive.

i tell myself, that benny doesnt bother me anymore. no more. no more.

BUT FUCK PEOPLE. stop telling me about him. i dont want to know any thing about him.

i hope i never fell for him. he is the biggest mistake ive made. not the best of course.

cried and grew.

Let it all go, the life that you know, just to bring it down alive
Put your heart here. D E P O S I T

We have soul, though not all are soldiers.
In memory. Let's try tracing back history and continue to make wonderful history worthy of mention.
Call the police. They are helpful though they sound sick of the world. (: They may just keep you safe.