Jenni

I miss having someone’s chain dangle in my face 

Gimme KISS

ello
          i like you
          and i also need some chick updates

Speaking of good things…
          
          Where’s my fucking chick update?

I’m sending y’all my love, support, and well wishes. This year has been brutal, full of tragedy, pain, chaos, and loss. It feels never-ending; if it’s not one thing, it’s another. It has shaken many of us in different aspects of our lives.
          
          So many of us are just trying to hold on, to find meaning in the mess, to breathe through the weight of it all.
          
          But even in the darkness, there is still light waiting at the end of the tunnel. The pain doesn’t vanish; it lingers and reshapes us. Yet, day by day, step by step, it softens. We learn to carry it differently. Life has a way of reminding us of its extremes, the soaring highs and the crushing lows. And in between, there is the quiet reminder that feeling deeply, even when it hurts, is part of being human.
          
          To everyone who checked in on me this year, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
          
          Happy New Year,
          Jenni
          

I need more chick pics, please. Soooo cuteee

OH MY GOD!! THEY ARE GROWING UP SO FAST!!

Every few years,
          you waltz back into my life,
          making me itch,
          tearing at my mind like a knife, 
          and I forget how to breathe.
          
          You get under my skin
          like no one else can.
          
          I hate it, I hate you, yet here I stand.
          
          What drug did you slip me
          to make me act this way?
          A pathetic little thing; it's so pitiful,
          chasing the ghost of yesterday.
          
          You drag me down to my lowest low.
          Already fucked up,
          you push me to darker places,
          and deeper I go.
          
          Sick and twisted, I can't pull away.
          You're the darkness I crave,
          the game I play.
          
          You've wrecked me,
          twisted me,
          torn me apart.
          
          You live inside my bloodstream,
          a fever I never break.
          I tell myself I'm done,
          but I still wait for your name.
          
          You are the intoxicating venom 
          that has poisoned me.
          
          I wonder when this will finally end.
          Will I have the guts to destroy you?
          
          The funny thing is,
          you don't know all the cards I hold.
          
          One day I will break,
          and you will drown alongside me,
          exposing our façade.
          
          

Need the details on the background photo. Is that a tablecloth or what?

Desperately need to get my nails done