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JennaGabrielle

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When You're Gone by darkfire-lx, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature
  • Sep 17
  • United States
  • Deviant for 10 years
  • She / Her
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My Bio
I am creative in my own form, I write at times.
I enjoy creativity in all aspects.
I may post artistic photographs that I have taken and so forth.

I'm 21 years old,
have an eye for intellect,
Interesting things affect my heartstrings,
I'm a laid back person.
Feel free to enjoy what I post and be a critic.

Favourite Movies
Girl,Interrupted. Fight club, Spun, (500) days of summer, American History-x, The notebook, etc
Favourite TV Shows
Raising hope, Orange is the new black, Trueblood, Cold case, Weeds, Grey's anatomy,etc etc
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
A variety.
Favourite Books
Crank, glass, burned, fallout, tilt, perfect, speak, the wind blows backward, etc etc
Favourite Writers
Ellen Hopkins
Favourite Games
Fate
Nights like these I lay awake thanking god for all of the blessings that he's given to me , Placed ever so strategically into patterns of time. I lay awake and thank him for the man of my dreams, The mother that cleared away some of my sorrow induced streams, The breath that I take each moment, I am thankful to be alive to see where my wonderful rollercoaster of a life that was given to me takes me. For everything I am grateful, So many wonders as to when this all came into play, I am truly happy for the first time in my adult life. To be able to lay next to the man deserving of my love, The man that clears  away my tear
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Addiction

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It comes creeping in through open lips, Washing land out to shore until there is nothing left, You're empty. Breathing seems hard after awhile, Life seems rather lifeless and all you'd like to feel is just a little high, A little drunk, A little less you. Forget the memories, Fade out. Lie awake helplessly gone, Tossed out in the breeze. Consumed. There's no easy way out after you've been sucked in and become numb. Nothing there but a ghost, A ghost of someone you've once known. Maybe you do it to crush your sorrows, To sink your hatred, To destroy the memories. You wake up one day and realize exactly how lost you are, w
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Random thought process that was inspired by the sorrow of another. I am empathic and i feel for those that suffer the torment of an under developed heart let alone mind. Love is a fragile little thing, like a rose petal within the palm of your hand, it courses through you like venom in a vein, it tears at you like waves erode the sand, but only if you find a way to with stand the little parts of love will you understand. that love is a beautiful thing, you see it never harms, lust is full of harm but love never does wrong, you build it up stronger than you could ever know, through years of torment love grows strong, but only flo
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merci pour les favs :)