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User:je_suis_jessika (6692998)
I'm not bad...
I'm just drawn that way
Name:she finally realized she's a beautiful girl
Location:Orlando, Florida, United States
Birthdate:1986-06-06
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The name's JessiKa. That's with a K.


There are two things that I am passionate about in my life that I could not live without, musical theatre and music.






moi


"[My] words at best are worse than teenage poetry"


"I'm the best sex you'll never have"


moi


"If looks could kill, then my profession would be staring"


"She's finally seen she's a beautiful girl with a smile so grand she could stop the world"


moi


"I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way"


"Thoughts can leave worse scars than almost anything else"


"Big black boots,

long brown hair,

she's so sweet

with her get back stare"


The most beautiful discovery that true friends can make is that they can grow seperately

moi

without growing apart




I miss my marine

moi

moi

Semper Fidelis



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Viva La Fam!


Jessika Beth Lane was actually born Jessica Beth Lane
in New Jersey. At a very young age she realized that
the same type of girl that she despised were the same
girls that shared her name, being very wise and
persistent she changed her name to almost mock those
that she disliked. Born with a small frame, large
cheeks and a body that could make married men run to
get a divorce she found it easy to get her way. Her
agility and ability to dance made this feat even more
easy to accomplish. Yet she still wants more. She
yearns for someone to hold her deep into the night.
Instead of for the few seconds after a long night with
her. She craves the touch of someone that simply wants
to touch her. To hold her hands when others are around
just to show he cares. To kiss her like he might never
again see her when he is only going to the store for a
gallon of milk. Her eyes can pierce the darkest night
and can see straight to your soul. She has had many
troubles in her short life and yet still remains to be
positive. In her later years she found a friend that
did not last too long at the time but later blossomed
into something neither of them had dreamed about. She
loves the stage and to sing. Her friend came in very
late to both of these aspects of her life but when he
did he realized he also enjoyed them very much. Upon
seeing each other again nothing really clicked but
they did embrace each other as long time friends who
have not seen each other for a short while might.
While speaking on stage it took a while for things to
get moving between them but once it did she became a
permanent part of his life. So much that he hurriedly
introduced her to his closest friends. Being what she
is, a sex vixen to say the least, they all approved of
her and asked that she be around always. Even the same
sexed ones in the small group approved of her style,
flair, attitude, and generally her being around. She
was very much welcomed within this small family. As
time progressed she was no longer thought of as just
another girl or considered to be new. She was a
regular. She was one of the few to be called on a
regular basis. Never considered an outsider by this
family she soon felt comfortable calling them to hang
out, and even to speak to some on a more personal
level. She was home. Yet even with all of this she was
not happy… it was not lack of gratefulness that made
her unhappy but for other, deeper reasons. It was
because even with these people that she held dear to
her, she was alone. She could be around all of the
people she cared about and still be alone emotionally.
She would feel almost as though no one cared for her
on the same level as she might care for him. She is
possibly the most loving young lady in a pink skirt to
ever grace the Earth and no one could see beyond the
fake smile and merry comments. All she ever asked for
was a couple good friends and someone to love her and
want to love her more then his need to play video
games. The good thing about the friend she was
reunited with and the friends she made since is this;
they will all be by her side as long as she will
accept their company and he especially vows to not
allow her to feel alone as best as he can. Their
friendships will flourish, she will once again be
happy, and one day her smile will be genuine.



Written by: Gabriel Soto Jr.


I am a military girlfriend.
I hold no formal recognition with the powers that be.
I am at the bottom of the chain.
I hold no Military ID card, I am not a “dependent” or a parent.
The man I love may face unspeakable dangers,
and I am at the mercy of those who possess this recognition for news.
I understand this and accept this.

I am a military girlfriend.
I have promised to be here for him upon his return,
no matter how long he is away.
People may say I am insane for making such a commitment with no guarantees,
but I hold onto our promises and have faith that he will come home safe to me.
I know full well that my love for him fuels him in the worst of times.

I am a military girlfriend,
there is a ring on my finger to symbolize our commitment,
but it means he'll be home for me.
I hope every day that he will be able call
because a simple 30-second phone call can bring the greatest spectrum of emotions…
smiling with tears in my eyes from so much joy and pain.
My relationship is based on a brief communication where
“I love you and I’m okay” speaks more than volumes and gives me the strength to keep going.

I am a military girlfriend.
I take no moment spent together for granted.
I hold onto every touch, caress, kiss, every word.
I have memorized the feel of his skin, his smell, the sound of his voice,
and I play it over and over in my mind so that I will not forget.
I cry myself to sleep some nights because missing him hurts so badly,
but wake up the next morning, brush myself off, and start a new day.

I am a military girlfriend.
The events of the next several months hold my life,
my love, and my future in the balance.
When you watch the news reports,
you may turn away and go about your business relatively unaffected.
When I watch news stories of the war I do not see nameless soldiers a half a world away.
I see individuals who will be forever changed by war.
News of every casualty causes me physical pain and deep sadness.

I am a military girlfriend, not a spouse or family member.
When you say your prayers for the wives, mothers, and fathers, please don’t forget about me.







Interests:27: acting, anne taintor, baseball games, broadway, dancing, design, diy, drama, eddie izzard, eyeliner, eyes, fashion, him, hoodies, kurt halsey, lip gloss, musical theatre, nyc, photography, randomness, singing, stars, the fam, thrift shops, track jackets, vegitarianism, vintage stuff
Schools:None listed
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