BILLIONAIRE'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION
Caroluchywhy i hate my mother bookmy mama told me when i was youngwhen mama told me when i was younglife without mother is painful
The song pulsed through the walls of the room, looping endlessly, and by the time it started over for what must’ve been the tenth—no, twentieth—time, I knew rest was a lost cause.
My head throbbed with the rhythm, and each time the chorus returned, I wanted to scream out loud from sheer frustration. Worse, the lyrics dug into my head like a personal attack:
(You’re so insecure, but I don’t know why.
I feel the world stop when you look at me.
It’s like I’ve been reborn into a whole new world.
If only you could see from my eyes,
you’d know why I’m desperate.
You’ve got me restless, got me insane,