Jessica Lee Workman

(Janurary 2,1994 / born in Spokane Washington live in Post Falls Idaho)

Bad Moments


You might have a bad moment then again you can have good moments too I remember hanging out my sister when I was younger now I cant get her to talk to me for a minute, I know that one day she’s gonna leave for awhile because because she made bad choices and she’s gonna end up dead or in jail either way im not gonna see her anymore witch isn’t that much different now I guess I hope she knows that I still love her even though I don’t show her that I do I think she hates me but I wouldn’t know anymore and that makes me cry sometimes

Submitted: Friday, December 23, 2011
Edited: Saturday, December 24, 2011
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