Jerseygirl Histoires

Hi I'm from Jersey! Or.. as everyone else calls it.. Joisey..? Well anyways.. This is random New Jersey stuff since I'm extremely bored and I will jist dump my random thoughts of the state here! lmaooo ok enjoy

Join me on my journey for self discovery and the start of my life. I moved to LA from NJ without a job or apartment lined up. People ask me why and these are my reasons: -I belong on the West Coast. I've taken numerous trips here and each time I went back "home," I left a piece of me behind. -My quality of life will be better. I believe that people have a better quality of life here because the emphasis is on enjoying life. On the East Coast, people are too busy to even offer a smile to a passerby. -Weather. I'm pretty sure I don't need to explain this one! This is my story of 2015 as told by my journal entries. Chapters will be released monthly and will consist of daily daily entries.

I dedicate this one to my Mom, all the things she went through

This poem is dedicated to my friend Octavio (A.K.A Octane) Thank you for being a big brother to me and for protecting me when I needed it most. I am eternally grateful Close your eyes, remember tomorrow is a new beginning Don't let it sink it Don't cry Pretend it didn't happen, By smiling and laughing Bury it while it's still alive Forget it shut it out You're only 13 still So much of the world to see You need to run away, you need to escape You're only 13 What do they expect They ignore those bruises on your chest They claim you're a bad kid like the rest Send her home that will be best They didn't care about that ring being hit across your face Bolt for the door To late you are on the floor begging for it to stop Shh... don't speak They will know you are weak The slam against the table now you can't breath Neighbors don't care You're only 13 These nightmares are about to come real Feel like you're running out of time Hurry up and run, Hurry up and hide Before you end up with no life You're only 13 When it feels like everyone is out to get you He protects you, He makes fun of you with a song "Runaway" on repeat all night long You're only 13 And the night is young, Hiding out until the sun comes up Holding out for another day. You're destiny is about to change You're heading to a place where you can smile again

this is for every girl/woman that really never had a dad in their life

I wrote in the middle of the night sitting in my bathroom.

I wrote this poem, sometimes life doesn't turn out the way we want, and you just have to except your fate

This poem is dedicated to my best friend/sister whom passed away from cancer 😔

Because every Jersey Girl wants this song dedicated to her. Tom Waits wrote the song, and Waits and Bruce Springsteen have performed it. No copyright infringement is intended.

15/16 and on top of the world