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Jessica
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@jek3
Columbus, United States
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French
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Part-time punk.
I live in a small studio apartment, on the second floor of a crumbling foundation with a small white alien whom I happened upon by mistake.
I have a modest collection of very old books, dead animals/bones, and general oddities.
I studied Fine Arts and Creative Writing at University.
I have been to Australia, New Zealand, & spent two months in England, Scotland, and Wales just this past summer.
I am painfully shy and reserved, please be patient.
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I too am a dreamer.
I scarcely present myself in reality.
I have no ground here.
The only thing keeping me from floating into the cosmos is the ten foot ceiling that hangs above my studio apartment.
I am a loner and a consoler of the lonely.
The last of a dieing breed, the last of the true romantics.
Seemingly motivated to remain unobtainable, scarred beyond recognition.
I do love making Art and Writing.
Yet at this point in my life, both falter.
Both have left me, and I am desperately clawing at the walls and floors of the cage that society has punished me with for becoming an 'adult'.
I constantly seek aesthetic, beauty, and piece of mind.
Yet my mind is accursed and my heart is burdened.
I do not ask for pity. I fear pity.
I tell my story to share, not to seek concern.
I am as independent as i am dependent, and everything a contradiction requires.
I have been named an enigma, a paradox, a mystery, a ghost, an other worldly being,
I have been told that I have the ability to change peoples hearts and to become invisible, to see the unseen, to see tears in reality.
I know not if any of this is true.
And just as i do not seek pity, I do not seek praise.
I try not to boast or make people think anything highly of me.
I simply am who I am.
And yet, that sounds all together quite conceded and pretentious.
I am sorry.
Requests
Please, don't call me baby or any other pet name.
I won't respond to you if you do.
Please don't ask if I have skype.
Hobbies & Interests
Poetry | Books | OldThings | UK | DeadThings | Art | Russia | Guitar | Chemistry | Travel |
Favorite Music
anything Jack White puts out | Lullatone | Coco Rosie | The Arctic Monkeys | Belle & Sebastian | Sea Oleena | Cocoon | Bruno Coulais | Kimya Dawson | Soko | Tune-Yards | Salyu x Salyu | The Pacific Ocean | La Dispute | I Wrestled a Bear Once |
Favorite Movies
Amilie | Big Fish | LotR series | Stranger than Fiction | Lars and the Real Girl | I'm a Cyborg but that's OK | Repo! The Genetic Opera | The Princess Bride | The History of Future Folk | Excision | Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? | OldBoy | Lars and the Real Girl |
The Many Minds of Billy Milligan | Tolkien | Jane Austen | Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy | Leo Tolstoy | Brave New World | The Molting | The Grimm Brothers | etc.