I’m not the girl you call when you’re bored or someone you text when you’re on the rocks with your girl.
I’m not the place holder filling in until you find your forever.
I’m not a void-filler because you’re miserable.
I’m not an afterthought or your f***ing punching bag.
I’m not your second choice.
I’m not dispensable.
I’m NOT the girl, babe.
I am incredible.
Worthy. Enough.
Full of light & sunshine.
I’m chaos and fury wrapped up in t-shirts and smiles.
I’m a hot mess stitched together with bruises and scars.
I AM the girl worth forever.
I AM THAT GIRL.
I hope you know that. I hope you f***ing know that. Respectfully. ✌️