JennyBearie - Page 5
Hey im Jennifer Check
Im really creative i love learning about the dead and supernatural. I have a twin sister Ciccone Check (CutiePie321) and we have a stepsister Lennox (lunapie321). See More▼ My obsessions are music,acting and writing and I like emo and scene. Im easy to get along with if you understand me so i could be your best friend or your worst enemy(your choice).
Follow me on Twitter @JennyBearie and on Instagram @jenny_bearie
So LOVE me or HATE me!
Im really creative i love learning about the dead and supernatural. I have a twin sister Ciccone Check (CutiePie321) and we have a stepsister Lennox (lunapie321). See More▼ My obsessions are music,acting and writing and I like emo and scene. Im easy to get along with if you understand me so i could be your best friend or your worst enemy(your choice).
Follow me on Twitter @JennyBearie and on Instagram @jenny_bearie
So LOVE me or HATE me!
Yay got mine a cics outfits ready for the 80's neon dance were going as twin madonnas
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Gay boys
on April 16, 2013
chanycol
Wow well i said tht stuff for nothing
on April 13, 2013
JennyBearie
Buy the dance is so boring
on April 13, 2013
JennyBearie
Wow I look great
on April 13, 2013
JennyBearie
Hi sissy
on April 13, 2013
on April 12, 2013
hey
on April 12, 2013
on April 11, 2013
Thanks for following
on April 09, 2013
on April 07, 2013
Once there was a hunter. He lived in a village. He had a dog. It was very faithful. One day, the hunter went to the city with his wife. He left his son at hire. A wolf came there. It entered the house and attacked the baby. The dog fought with the wolf and killed it.
In the evening, the hunter and his wife returned from the city. The dog was waiting outside for its master. When it saw its master, he licked its feet. The hunter saw the stains of blood on the dog's mouth.
He thought See More▼ that the dog had killed his son. He became very angry. He took his gun and killed the dog. When he found his son safe inside the house and the wolf lying dead near him, he wept bitterly.
Moral: Haste makes waste.
In the evening, the hunter and his wife returned from the city. The dog was waiting outside for its master. When it saw its master, he licked its feet. The hunter saw the stains of blood on the dog's mouth.
He thought See More▼ that the dog had killed his son. He became very angry. He took his gun and killed the dog. When he found his son safe inside the house and the wolf lying dead near him, he wept bitterly.
Moral: Haste makes waste.
on April 06, 2013
XxYAY I'm downloading Dream of the Blood Moon, Yay i love scary things!!!xX
on April 06, 2013
Thanks for all the follows over Easter btw Happy Easter lol
on April 02, 2013
hi
sorry again it still wont let her post can u try sending her one on her wall please Ciccone Check @ CutiePie321
on March 29, 2013
on March 29, 2013
yay doing one of my favorite things shopping for colored contacts
on March 29, 2013
i posted the answer of how i got the cross on my wrist on the same pic as u asked the question
on March 28, 2013
That is so sad...u added my friend just to get 200 followers...
thank you for your apology, im not one of those people or wants everything just for themselves
on March 28, 2013
i wasnt trying to take ur friend i just wanted to say thank you i say thank u to like everybody who follows me
on March 28, 2013
on March 28, 2013
Hey everybody i would love to make it to 200 followers this week i know 80 more is a lot but if u follow me i will follow you back
thank you
Jennny
thank you
Jennny
on March 28, 2013
"¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl)"
Little girl, little girl, why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying?
Little one, little one, your soul is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging
Runaway
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter See More▼
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go
Little girl, little girl, your life is calling
The charlatans and saints of your abandon
Little one, little one, the sky is falling
Your lifeboat of deception is now sailing
In the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason
Little girl, little girl, you're dirty liar
You're just a junkie preaching to the choir
Runaway
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go
The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway
You're walking with blisters and running with shears
So unholy sister of grace!
Runaway
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
Little girl, little girl, why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying?
Little one, little one, your soul is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging
Runaway
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter See More▼
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go
Little girl, little girl, your life is calling
The charlatans and saints of your abandon
Little one, little one, the sky is falling
Your lifeboat of deception is now sailing
In the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason
Little girl, little girl, you're dirty liar
You're just a junkie preaching to the choir
Runaway
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go
The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway
You're walking with blisters and running with shears
So unholy sister of grace!
Runaway
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
on March 28, 2013
hi
on March 28, 2013