Chasing spirits
From my left to my right
Noting each set of eyes
That I see in the dark
Turn on the light
Until daybreak is done
Keep strong and hold ground
For what I have become
The wandering, aching ghost
Of a rocky past life
Till I learn to fly again
Though I’m blind, I’m not afraid
I’ll hunt the spirits so they’ll see
The hero that I’m meant to be.
I'm Jessica. I am what I am, I've no need for adjectives. My interests include all of writing, drawing, cooking, watching foreign movies and cartoons, playing video games, and doing absolutely nothing.
I'm Mexican, born and raised 'til I was nine, but my parents are borderline hippies. I'm for a Buddhist way of life. I'm into cultural stuff, astronomy, cats, food, and ghosts. Sleep is my single worst enemy. Blue October is my muse and my soul. I love animals of all kinds more than anything – certainly more than I can tolerate people (haha, oops?). I've been a vegetarian for like nine years, now.
My blog? Mostly cartoons, superheroes, and old TV shows. Also a fangirl. Some Blue October, some deep shit, some cute shit, some funny shit. Prepare for too much Marvel. The occasional confused whining or lonely rants.
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