fuck you

I feel like a spiral of emotions are going through me. I'm sad, angry, dissappointed, and lost. I feel like a part of me was ripped out. I walked into a room of emptiness and was told all my stuff was in a bag outside. I didn't expect to find them in the garage bin covered in disgusting water, dirt, and disgusting bugs. I sat there just staring at all my memories crumbled, ripped, and smushed into a cheap bag. You'd probably think I'm overreacting but I don't think I am. All the stuff that was hanging in my old room all meant something to me. I don't have it anymore and I'm so hurt.

Love,
Jenny