The Bahamas is a huge part of my life, I have friends there who treat me like family. They always look out for me because out of all in my group im the young white girl hah they call me lil’ trick, on the outside i look so innocent but in reality its a whole different story. When im not there i feel like there’s a part of me missing, im stuck here in this small town in texas dying then finally i get to go. Shit why dont i judt move there, forever will love the Green Turtle Key :)
But i don’t want to have feelings for you, we’re suppose to move on. I see that you have, you’re happy but what about me? I’m tired of crying myself to sleep every fucking night, when is it going to be my turn to be happy again?
That feeling you get when you just want to disappear.
Daddy don’t you die on me, daddy better hold your ground! -eminem
Please be ok dad.
