fuckingoofs reblogged
My mother didn’t tuck me in at night and read me bedtime stories.
Maybe thats why I fell in love with a boy that doesn’t love me.
My mother didn’t teach me how important it was to establish who I was and maybe thats why I went searching for my soul at the bottom of a
bottle of whisky.
My mother never taught me to be comfortable in my skin
and maybe thats why I started
cutting pieces off.
My mother never told me that sometimes the monsters on the streets end up tangled in your sheets and maybe thats why
I let you spend the night.
My mother never told me that heartache doesn’t last forever
but I can finally say
I’m over you.
Mother by (KJ)
