jessica jones (@letsgetjessie) • Instagram photos and videos

July 29, 2016

r.i.p. cookies and milk.

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July 29, 2016

remember when cabin time got way too real?

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July 29, 2016

my mouth looks straight up injured and my brain hasn't adjusted to the time difference yet.

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July 28, 2016

lindsey gave us all crabs. the guys were monsters. MONSTERS.

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July 28, 2016

goodbye hawaii

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July 27, 2016

this is all mine

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July 26, 2016

living on fruit and liquor tbh

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July 25, 2016

#obsessed

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July 25, 2016

the bravest of the ortiz/alvarez clan

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July 24, 2016

kilauea crater, looking down at the halemaumau inner crater and its lava lake.

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July 24, 2016

exploring.

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July 24, 2016

i haven't slept in so so many hours but this is unreal

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July 23, 2016

this is unfuckingbelievable

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July 23, 2016

stuff to do. #hawaii2016

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July 17, 2016

(this wasn't even our boat, i made friends with the people docked next to us, we started a rap group) #yachttrip2016

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July 14, 2016

milkshake deliveries at work.

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July 4, 2016

#musiccity #fireworks

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July 2, 2016

danny's youtubing how to change a flat tire

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June 28, 2016

homemade mashed potatoes.

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June 11, 2016

i light up the night and let it burn, lean back and watch the sundown fade. do what i do when life's a little sideways #fgl #cmafest #mylifeiscomplete #exceptlindseysnothere

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My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:

1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?

of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”

I met you on a Sunday, right
after church.
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.

on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”

he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
thing.
“how about you?”

me?
I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
these questions
ever again.

- Caitlyn Siehl