Daddy, people have been saying I don't look alive. Daddy, do you think it's true? Daddy, do you think I'm dead inside? I don't feel alright. Daddy, there are so many things that are hurting me. Daddy, where are you?! You were my first heartbreak. Daddy, please help me. ~ ~ ~ Daddy, the pills, they're not working. I can't sleep. I can't breathe. Daddy.... Yes sweetie? Nothing. Good night, Daddy
I have daddy issues, and my therapist said I have severe attachment issues, plus my depression is back full force. PS. she dies at the end. Copyright @ Sadie Whitney