Hello! My name is Jacks
and I like drawing, writing, and long walks on the beach. I’m 25 years old from Colorado and my favorite color is taupe. I’m also mentally ill, which I mention only because it’s relevant to why I need $$$ right now.
At 26, I will age out of my parents’ health insurance. I’m on a pretty wide variety of medications that keep me afloat, so living without insurance is basically impossible for me. As such, I’ve been attending a technical school so I can find a proper grown-up job that will give me proper grown-up insurance.
Unfortunately though, I’ve been unable to work a job and attend school at the same time, so I’m pretty much broke right now. I’d really like to pick up a bit of money so I can buy things I need, such as cab rides to my internship site which is 20 minutes away from my house (I get panic attacks when I try to drive myself, which is seriously un-fun, and the bus lines around my house are pretty much nonexistent).
If you like my work, please hit me up at
JacksCommissions@gmail.com with your request. If you enjoy it at all but can’t afford it (or even if you don’t like it? maybe?), please, please spread this around? I’d really like to be able to be a little more independent than I currently am. I’m trying my best to utilize what I can do to get where I need to go in my life.
Alaska stood in front of her new home and took in a deep breath, “I can’t believe I did it.” She mumbled to herself. She had finally decided that it was time to move out of Noah’s place. She felt like he was sick of having her around and that he wanted more alone time, especially since him and Stephanie were getting more and more serious as time went by and the last thing she wanted to do was get in their way. “I finally got my own place.” She added, more to herself than anyone else. Of course, she wasn’t exactly comfortable living by herself but there was no way anyone was going to want to stay with her all the time, or even part of the time and she just hoped that having bear around would help her small fear of being alone. She looked down at her pet and smiled a little before she jumped slightly as he let out a bark, his attention on something behind her. She turned and looked at the familiar face, “Hey! Here for my nonexisting house warming party?” she tried to joke.