one day at a time

My name is Jenna and I'm eighteen years young, a thousand miles from home and right now that's the only way I know how to survive.
Jul 30 '11

I’m painfully aware that I’m not good enough, but don’t blame me if I can’t bare to sit there and hear it from your own mouth. I know you never meant to hurt me but I just don’t think you understand how much self-confidence issues I struggle with. You’re one of the best things to happen to me and it tares me apart to know that I can’t meet your everything you’ve ever wanted.