Jessica Mitchell

About me:

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.. .. .. .. .. .. Black sheep in the family. True to my friends. Somehow never able to get it right, just ask anybody they'll tell ya. Believer in the inevitable. Storyteller. Cunning-Linguist. Basketcase. Aunt, Friend, Lover, Confidant, Fuck Up, Old Soul, Drifter, Dreamer, Provider, User, Sleeper, Photographer, Daughter, Own Worst Enemy, Oh nope, not own worst enemy, former Sister, Sister, Doormat no more, but sadly still, Alone, Surrounded, With Without and OK just the same. Writer & animal lover. From a huge family native to Oregon. Love my hometown and know everyone in it. Love to get out and be around a lot of people, but really love to be home too. Will stop my world to watch a sunset and pull over on the freeway day or night not to pass up a good photo opportunity.

Weilder of words that only become once uttered together with honest meaning....frightningly accurate when listening to my intuition and horribly wrong when ignoring my instincts. A verifiable contradiction at every turn.

Twatwaffaly Dictator to loyal Minions offering bright red Otter Pops whenever plausible.

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satin sheets, chenille socks, loud music, words spoken with meaning, Ryan Reynolds, cheesy B horror movies, My Kitty, Ky, B, Boo, Goergeous, Bubby, Kinsey, lilDane, La2sha, Nia, Alexx, Carleigh, Mina, Ashley, Good books, Rain, burnt matches, Old rickety bridges, fresh cut grass, twilight, fingers through hair, moments that burn themselves into your heart, good fights and sincere make-ups, pajamas, camo, tears worth crying and trust.

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most simply put Hypocricy

and manipulation, love ignored, pain dealt without care, joy brought at others expense, alone.