And I can’t really tell If I’m a good person or I’m faking really well Cause every now and then I’d catch her on the phone But I never really went to visit grandma at the home
But I’ve always known That I won’t be happy Until I’m the best version of myself when I’m alone So fuck thinking of marriage Till I learn to put another person first and be a parent I pinky swear it”
George Watsky- Letter to My 16-Year-Old Self (by gwatsky)
We got that waiting in the clinic silence.That shhh… don’t tell nobody what we did silence.You like keeping it quiet .But my vagina is not your walk in closet.You wanna stuff your unmentionables through me.I’m like that bastard child,
The reason Daddy never stuck around in the first place. But for me rejection doesn’t come every other weekend! “THAT GIRL”