Hi, my name is Jenna, I'm 15 live in a shit small town in Canada near Buffalo. I am madly in love with a boy who will never love me back. My dad served in Afghanistan in 2008/2009. March 3rd of 2009 he was killed by a roadside bomb… My life hasn't been the same since, I lost my dad to war, my brothers to the battle, my mom to the grief, and myself in the madness. I've grown up too fast, matured beyond my years, and seen more than i should. I've lived, i've loved and lost. I hate life, myself, who am I, who I'm becoming. Im just like every other teenage girl I wish my legs were skinner, my ass was bigger, my boobs more victoria secret model, my hair were longer, and so on.. But i live my life to the fulliest! Fuck shit up, swear when there's no need, party like there's no tomorrow, and live like you'll never see another day… I may make mistakes but when i look back on my life, i'd say "Damn, I did some pretty stupid shit… But i enjoyed every fucking minute of it"