Her Name Is Jessica. She Has Been Breathing For Almost Sixteen Years. Take Some Time To Sit Back And Listen To Her Story. She Lives In A Hell Hole Called Follansbee, West Virginia. She Was Born And Raised On The Outskirts Of Atlanta, Georgia. Very Quiet, She May Seem, At First. Give Her Time to Open Up To You. She Likes To Think, Alot. Theres Always Stuff Running Through Her Mind. She Isnt Perfect, Not At All. And She Knows That She Is Truly Beautiful, But She Will Deny It. She Isnt All That Great At Saying All The Right Things, She Gets Quite Nervous At Times. She f**ks Most Things Up In Her Life, Her First Mistake Would Have To Be Being Born. She Is Very Insecure, And She Tries Not To Get Too Close To People, She Just Ends Up Hurting Them In One Way Or Another. She Has This Bad Habit Of Falling For All The Wrong Guys. She Cares About Everyone, Too Much Sometimes, That Is Her Biggest Downfall. "f**k" Is Her Favorite And Most Used Vocabulary Word. It Is Hard To "Get To Know Her" Her Outer Shell Is Hard To Crack. She Doesnt Like Opening Up To People, Or Discussing Her Many Problems. And Theres Always Something Wrong, But If You Ask Her Whats Bothering Her She'll Just Reply With, "Im Just Tired." Thats Her First Attempt Of Getting Someone To Question Her Again And Say, "Tell The Truth." Her Self Esteem Is Very Low. She Doesnt Think Highly Of Herself. She Likes Hugs, Alot. She'll Also Love To Hold Your Hand. Prove To Her that You Are Worth Trusting, And She'll Love You Forever. She Isnt Scene, Goth, Or Emo. Shes Herself, Perfectly Imperfect. She Enjoys Talking About Random Topics, Shes Also Pretty Random Herself. Music Happens To Be Her Only Therapy. She Hates Life, Like The Most Of Us. She Often Embarrasses Herself In Public, Sometimes On Purpose, Others On Accident. She Doesnt Put Up With Drama Or Bulls**t. So Dont Start It. Need To Know More? Ask For Her Number. Thanks For Reading.