𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞
𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞
𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞
𝐢'𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭
𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞
𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞
—hozier
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No Midnight Mercy ☾ (gxg)
RomanceEden Maillard never felt important. She grew up on the upper end of the poverty line in southside Chicago to two mundane parents who couldn't bother to keep her under their roof when she came out to them at 17. Now 19 years old, life has seemed unde...
