AboutWelcome to the profile of a torn soul. Stay, chat, live the life of an emo girl who has no idea who she is. There is nothing but doubt and pain in my mind, I even doubt myself. There are times where I dont feel comfortable inside my own skin, and its depressing as hell.
My real name is Jen, I'm 22. I enjoy movies, music and stupid jokes I read on the internet. I'm also obsessed with space. Most of my desktop images consist of alien worlds or nebulae. I own a grey 1998 Civic EX named Hope. I love her so much, she has given me so much freedom and allowed me to grow in ways I only dreamed of. Hopefully soon I will buy her a body kit. Of course with a few extra mods that arent too street-legal ^^;;
Call me emo; call me depressive; and I will call you the a*****e you probably are. No hope and no job, crying in a room I consider a cell. Here I am with my heart on the line... So the cycle begins again, I am Crushed Dreams
Everyone leaves me, and thats no lie
Im broken and bruised because of you
Call me an angel, the goddess I am not
I don't deserve to breathe, or hold you in my sight.
All I do is cry, and wait for life to pass me by.
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