Spaced out kid won't you take me on a rocket ride?

You don't want to know where my inspiration comes from.
Hi I'm a walking metaphor. My name is Jessica.
Zombies are just starved for information.
I wish I was a zombie, because then
I'd be justified in this decomposition.
Feed your mind; regain your composure.
I enjoy sociopathic company; text messages.
I'm notquiteso apathetic as a thirteen year old.
On the bright side, I smile in the rain.
If I were to walk a mile in your shoes,
I'd just keep on walking.
Because then I'd be one mile farther away from you.
I am not a princess, doll, or actress.
...Anymore.

MAY 10/2010 UPDATE:
Picture Perfect: Beginning the editing for Picture Perfect, soo, every new chapter will be edited and replaced. It will be a little more fine-tuned.

If I could, I would only want to say thank you so much for giving me an entire year's worth of hopes and dreams that I could write down. I can keep it all stored away with every other memory and know that it was nothing but a simple lover's tryst, and I can be content with this.