Journal of a Jessica

By Wallflower

Tears.

All I do nowadays is worry. I've always been a one to worry constantly, even when there was nothing at all to worry about. Only, now there certainly is. And there is nothing I can do anymore. And no, this isn't just me being unable to apply make-up correctly either; but it looks quite cool.

I hate my mum, and I hate her boyfriend. I miss my dad. But he just keeps ignoring me and I don't know what to do anymore.

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