Jerri Blank

Flatpoint High

High school Student/ex-Junkie Whore

Glint, painting, my donkey, friends, my teachers, skag, junk, horse, tic, violin, the hole and the pole, bowling, high school, hot fruit, Moroccan beads, Ben Wah Balls, Vibrators, Cucumbers, Carrots, Wooden Paddles, Cedar Shoe Trees, Cat of Nine Tails, Feisty Gerbils

El Carne Loco

Buddha Stalin, BOC, Ted Nugent, Van Halen

Strangers with Candy, Chimp and Goose, medical operation films

Hi I'm Jerri Blank and I'm and alcoholic.
I'm also addicted to amphetamines as well as mainline narcotics.
Some people say I have a sex addiction, but I think all those years of prostitution was just a way to feed my ravenous hunger for heroin. It's kind of like the chicken or the nugget.
The point is I'm addicted to gambling.
Oh and...(sniff)...my daddy's in a coma. Thank you.

Send me email/add me as your friend: jerri@breaqz.com

I've been in love more times than I care to remember, and most of the times I couldn't remember if I tried. When that damn lovey feeling comes over me my reactions are always different. Back in '84 I fell in love with my pimp, Santos, and began scratching violently. In 1990 I fell in love with a horse after a short but life changing video shoot for a independent production company. I felt that no man could ever hope to offer me what that horse gave me that day so I felt sad. Sad at the thought that a woman like me and a horse like him would never make it in this closed minded world. Then came my greatest love Penelope, my cell mate during the final 3 years of my sentence for drug running and prostitution. There I realized that true love is being someone's bitch. As her bitch, Penelope would always get me my cigarettes, spot me in the weight room, and stick a shiv in any con who even looked at me sideways. I felt complete security while at the same time feeling trapped, but I chalked that up as a reaction to being locked in a cage for 10 years.

Boozers, users, and losers.