Isabella Lewis

Turning my pregnant wife's texts into a pop punk song. I feel like death I'm so tired and have a headache and I think I'm hungry but I can't eat. I'm dying. My mouth is so gross and my back is killing me. I'm not hungry but I don't know what to do. I'm sorry to complain to you I'm just really dying. I'm dying. Trying to sleep but I'm dying I can't.