Dear Diary,
I am reckless with people's emotions. I am reckless. I break things. Whether it be a heart or my mothers favorite vase, if it's in my hands it'll break.
I hate myself.
Because i don't know how to take care of him
and he deserves so much better than me
and he doesn't see that
but goddamn im so reckless.
teach me how to love
and how to care for what's not mine
teach me how to be what im not
i don't want to be reckless
-Randy
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Dear Diary,
Teen FictionThe diary entries of a troubled girl who wants nothing more than happiness.