ShOrT-N-SeXy



Hey this is me... Jessica Hart. I am 14 and turnning 15 on January 28. I am origanily from San Deigo Califorina but I moved to Abilene Texas when I was 4 I think. I am in the 9th grade freshman at Cooper High school and im loving every moment of it. I am in the band there and play the flute. I have been playing the flute for about 4 or 5 years so far. More about me is that I have the best friends. Some are fun to get messed up with and the others are just really good to be around. As you can tell I love to write poetry and put it down on something for others to read. A lil more about me is that Im fun to talk to so any time you wanna talk to some one just write me jessica_ashley_03@yahoo.com or talk to me on aim if you got it: jezzica79605

   


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Monday, November 03, 2003
flaming


Posted at 5:58 pm by ShOrT-N-SeXy
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sexy peoples

      


         

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poetry

Sometimes I feel like I'm falling
Fall back again, fall back again,
Fall back again, fall back again
Oh, life it seems a struggle between
What we think what we see
I'm not going to change my ways
Just to please you or appease you
Inside a crowd, five billion proud
Willing to punch it out
Right, wrong, weak, strong
Ashes to ashes all fall down
Look around about this round
About this merry-go-round around
If at all God's gaze upon us fall
His mischievous grin, look at him

Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Our emotions can be swept away
Forget about being guilty,
We are innocent instead
For soon we will all find our lives swept away

Sit awhile with TV's hungry child
Big belly swelled
Oh, for a price of a coke or a smoke
Keep alive those hungy eyes
Take a look at me, what you see in me,
Mirror look at me
Face it all, face it all again

Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that your emotions can be
Wept away, kept at bay
Forget about being guilty, i am innocent instead
For soon we will all find our lives swept away

You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you, the devil's not
Going--ha, ha

Say, say

Look at me in my fancy car
And my bank account
Oh, how I wish I could take it all down
Into my grave, I'd save
Take a look again, take a look again,
Take a look again
Everyday things change,...stay the same

Forget about the reasons and
The treasons we are seeking
Forget about the notion that
Your emotions can be swept away
Intentions are not wicked,
Don't be tricked into thinking so
Soon we will all find our lives swept away

You seek up an emotion
And our cup is overflowing
You seek up an emotion,
Sometimes your well is dry
You seek up a big monster
For him to fight your wars for you
But when he finds his way to you,
The devil's not going--ha, ha
Fall back again, fall back again, fall back again...




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Sunday, November 02, 2003
oh yah

                        


                   

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awesome peoples

              


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we won and kicked ass. cooper all the way. abilene high. here birdy birdy birdy birdy splat


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all my buddys


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Cooper Band of Abilene Texas


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band parade im on the back 2nd row 3 one over the blonde chic


Posted at 8:19 pm by ShOrT-N-SeXy
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life

"Life is a dream, and
when you wake up
from it,what you
thought was your reailty
really wasn't and that's
when you slip up and die."

Are you willing to let go and make a 250 mph free-fall to hit the paved
stones in the street because you couldn't deal with your reality?
Support violent TV, Support Violent Music people ,and most of all, don't
have people support  YOU.
I don't bleed red  like the rest of you I don't bleed.
So shut up with your drama crap. Don't play with fire, either.
The grave is no bar to my call. So the dead and others are
welcome to join my army to take over the--erm
PROMOTE world peace


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