Jessika's place to say shit

I have a lot of opinions

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I found big wishes. Soooo beautiful

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My portrait drawing of Gerard Way (My chemical romance)

He is my hero. Honestly. I've been going through a lot of shit lately. These past few months something has triggered me, and my anxiety has shot through the roof. The people I love have been abandoning and betraying me. When I have panic attacks I often feel like this world is the most ugliest, disgusting, piece if shit. I contemplate suicide over and over in my head. I usually blast My Chemical Romance in my ears, and it helps. It relaxes me. No one else is there to help me, or to tell me things will be okay.. They have saved me in more ways than one. I have soo much passion for this band. When I talk to peers and friends about them, I usually start to tear up, because this band man.. They are so amazing. They save me. They help me reach the goals for myself. They help me carry on. I am so sad they are over, but I will ALWAYS love them and their music. Their memory will ALWAYS carry on in my heart. And when I have kids, I will sing to mcr in the car with them. And when they're older and feel lost and alone, I hope they will turn towards the music that saved me. Thank you My Chemical Romance.

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Drew this for my sister

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Drew this for my dad, he loves rhinos.

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guys: why do girls care about their weight so much, it's so annoying

guys: ew, fat chicks

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I drew this for my mom for Mother’s Day, she loves elephants. Now I’m getting started on a polar bear drawing for my sisters 18th birthday next week.. Shhhh it’s a surprise ;)

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Thought of the day

Why do I watch romance movies when I'm sad? It doesn't help!!

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Thought of the day

Sugar or salt? SALT!! I could never live without that shit!!

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Marijuana

It used to be what motivated me to get out of bed.. I used to be completely screwed if I didn’t smoke before school every morning.. I used it to escape the hurt I was going through. Now? I’m starting to hate it.. People I love waste all their money on it.. Whenever I want to have a serious conversation with them I can’t cus they’re high. They risk getting in big trouble. They stop caring about the future. They become lazy and unmotivated. They become careless and neglectful. I am not saying I am against it, cus I’m not. But it IS a gateway drug.. And smoking it EVERYDAY any chance you can get is too much. Here and there is fine, but if it becomes a daily thing you’re just going to start throwing relationships and your life away without even noticing. If you’re going to choose to smoke pot.. Be responsible about it.. Don’t be stupid and throw your life down the garbage disposal. Also.. don’t let it persuade you to try any other drugs.. Cus other drugs without a doubt WILL screw your life up.

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Thought if the day

Lets just make the most of life cus it's short man!!

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Hahahaha

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Thought of the day

Push overs bother me.. it's like stand up for yourselves guys!!..Yet I myself am probably the biggest pushover out there.. So why don't I take my own advice?

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Depersonalization (written by me, Jessika Albright)

(For you to fully understand this poem, you must know what depersonalization is. It’s an anxiety condition where one feels as though their life is a dream and nothing is real. It feels almost as if you’re watching yourself from outside your body. It’s a very depressing and scary illness)

Throw me a chain Drag me back in Stuck in a place, A place so dim.

Drowning in fears, Barely alive. Disconnection. Trying to strive.

I just wonder, I wonder why, Life feels unreal Every last cry.

‘Guess you could say, I’m a bit unhinged, Lost in my mind, I crack and cringe.

I dream awake, I live asleep, My life’s unreal, Alone I weep.

Worries haunt me, I get no break, Stuck in this dream, It all feels fake.

Trying to explain, No use at all.. I feel stranded, No one to call.

It’s unnoticed, The state I’m in. War of the mind, Wearing so thin.

The question is, Can it be cured? The anxiety? The brain that’s stirred?

Or am I stuck, Living a dream. An achey, lost, Sad little thing.

Please, Light me some fire, Lead to safety, Bring me home to Reality.

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Thought of the day

Are butts just upper thighs..?

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Thought of the day

Where does the word “teddy” come from in the term “teddy bear”?

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..People who do not confess to masturbation are no friend of mine.. Boring motherfuckers

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My drawing of Gerard Way.. If you don’t know who he is you can just go screw yourself with sandpaper