I smile for you. I can't let you see me unhappy. Because if I'm not happy, I'm not Jenna. That's what it comes across as. Well dang it, I'm
not happy, and I'm
not putting on any more facades so you can feel comfortable.
I just need someone new and understanding to talk to. A new perspective. Fresh personality. That may be asking for a lot, but if a miracle happens by chance, bring it on. Maybe you can make me smile.
A real smile.
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