bad daughter
I wish I could have been what she wanted me to be. But then I’d be somebody else.
where do I begin…
my feelings swirl for a long time until I catch them, and read the notes my subconscious wrote to me
I wish I could have been what she wanted me to be. But then I’d be somebody else.
my feelings swirl for a long time until I catch them, and read the notes my subconscious wrote to me