Sweet Dreams
Like a daunting gas that refused to dissipate,Always managing something, always helping, always nagging.
At a point I trusted him because I wanted to. Because believing your parent would never hurt you feels safer than the alternative.
Even if they act like assholes half the time at least family was still family..
But as always I was wrong, because I shouldn’t have trusted that piece of shit.
As much as being a celebrity wasn’t my favorite cup of tea, it hadn’t been an easy ride either but it also was a career I had build with my sweat and legacy. I had worked my ass off for it all to come crashing down just like that.