a Journal that was written 12 years ago lol
June 8
Jen was a delicate dyed red head, her eyes were a little to big for a Pixie like face actually making her look like those Japaneses cartoons. She always had these blisters on the corner of her chapped lips. Her little tongue always licking her lips.
It was kinda mesmerizing in a sick, sick disgusting way. We would be talking and her tongue would just slip out and quickly lick the corner of her mouth. Almost like she was checking to see if it was still there. I would be distracted while she spoke and licked .
Jen was a manic depressive, who had a thing for port-a-johns, and smelly abusive boyfriends. Jen was also a Heroin addict.
She never Shoot it up she only snorted the stuff China white it was called, she said it was like the first snow of the winter. I never got that. Jen was odd, vulgar and funny, she was very delightful.
Last night we actually lost Jen for 2 hours in the city, we found her on 1st and 18th naked and claiming she was the messiah here to fight the zombie plagued world. There was it a scratch on her and she said nothing bad happen , but she didn't remember a lot
6 punks watched over her in till we found her, they were homeless and they looked hungry, I offered them some food but they only wanted a smoke . They were British and I knew they too were addicts by the look of them. I gave each a smoke and they thanked me and we went are separate ways.
Jen kept mumbling about the world and zombies.....
I like this city I like how people just mind their own business nothing is said about a half naked girl walking down the streets.
**Note **
I actually ran into Jen a couple of weeks ago, she's doing good has kids, found Jesus and has been clean for 8 years now. she still has those things on her lip
lol what crazy times back then lol
I smell it's been really hot in Pa,
my pits smell like onions
my dad befriended me on facebook not sure I feel about this as of yet.
how's everyone else doing?
2. Awesome that she cleaned up and has a real life now. I like happy endings.
3. My dad befriended me on facebook too. It totally creeps me out but how do you say no?! We should suggest them as friends and then the old people can talk.