surrender

كايز اني بالاربعة الفجر طلبت black heels لان طلعتلي وحدة لابسة وكلت عزة اني ليش ماعندي و اي

in my dream i was scrolling through my mitski playlist trying to find a song hmot

but what if i never find anything better the doubt always creeps through my mind but i’ll always forever hold it together and trade what’s good for what’s right

when this contact is over

what difference does it make

the hitmark on my cheekbone reminds me

now i’m prone to misery

by my father’s daughter

cursed by the love that i receive

كل ماتذكر دانية عدها اوف اغار