I'm having a really hard morning, but I have my giraffe pillows surroudning me,I'm writing and listening to Austin Mahone, so everythings gonna be okay.
Wearing my mom's sweatshirt, wrapped up in a blanket with pictures of my mom and I on it, sitting with a picture of the two of us, and I have her favorite song on repeat. I'm a momma's girl, tomorrow marks nine years. I miss you momma, rest in peace.<3
Are you happy now, that I'm on the ground? Do you realize the words you say leave bruises that will never fade? Are you happy now, that you brought me down? And im thinking that I won't fit in because you said somethings wrong with me...?
Are you happy now?
"Even with your hair up, girl whats up. Even with your sweatpants on, girl what's up. Even when you wake up, without any makeup, im in love."
Got me good.<3
