Dear Diary,
God, if you're listening.
I'm so tired.
I'm exausted, i'm losing the jenna that's in me.
i want a good boy to love
that is it.
i've done everything you want me to.
i'm trying my very hardest.
how come you give everyone else a break
but me
when will it be my turn to be happy
to be in love
to actually be loved by someone
if not now, when?
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Letters From The Unhealed - POETRY
PoetryLetters to the ones I love, the ones I used to love, and the ones I haven't loved yet. From an unhealed soul. Letters from the Unhealed explores my personal young adult journey through poetry. Ever since the day I turned 18 the world seemed to hav...
