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I'm Jenna. I was born 22 years ago. I once went to school for journalism, but as of right now I'm going nowhere in life.
I will follow back, because I figure if you like my blog I'll like yours.
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"The pictures that you sent me they’re still living in my phone
I’ll admit I like to see them, I’ll admit I feel alone
And all my friends keep asking why I’m not around

It hurts to know you’re happy, yeah, it hurts that you’ve moved on
It’s hard to hear your name when I haven’t seen you in so long

It’s like we never happened, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all

I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn’t need them
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape”

:’(
Glad to have heard this song on the VMA’s tonight but it sure hit home for me right now. 3

Thought I was actually going to go all day without crying, and then I saw Sam Smith perform Stay With me and the tears came.

Working up the courage. Soon enough you’ll get what I promised you.

Me: Hey how was your new gym class?
Brother: Fkn rekt some freshman pussys in jump rope

Listening to the new 6th graders share with everyone what their “dreams” are. Well kids, life is gonna beat that out of you soon enough.

But I’m not jaded.

Go back to work tomorrow. My summer was the worst summer of my entire life and I cant wait to have a reason to get out of bed again.