The Maid (A Completed/ Edited Mac Miller love story)

Keep on living on

Despite the fact that
this story was nothing but a fanfic and had never been at its best potential, this too me, this has been the best platform of me trying to showing my appreciation to such mastermind. I was 12 years old when I first heard the sounds of his voice. And I too had my fair share of demons. From the effects of me being depressed, my eating disorder and me physically hurting myself. To me, I saw Mac's music as a gateway, some sense of emotional sobriety . From the credit of his impactable wordplay, he was a guy who showed me that no matter how low you think you are or at the least,everyone deserves, more so as a need ,a sense of love, fun, happiness and serenity.Because that's what life owe us. From the words and expressions of a 12 year old girl to now almost 19, I thank God above for the beautiful creation that he had placed here for people like me to appreciation . It's so sad to see such humble yet so raw and original mastermind gone so soon but Mac as well as many others has served us a purpose. The purpose to look behind our inner demons we face and too look behind the solutions of what they give us. To Mac, the story behind your death is never the ending of what you have left to you fans. In my eyes, the sorrows that many of us face behind this tragedy brings us to cherish the work that you have left behind a lot more than expected. I send my deepest and humble prayers to both love ones and fans in exchange of peace within the mind and a sense of hope that you will be putting to rest the hunting demons that cloud your mind. Mac thank you for all the heart and soul that you have placed within your work while I pray that you are granted peace and more love within the next chapter that comes forth. Again thank you and I as while as many other forever will love you. Rest easy baby boy and hopes to see you and many others on the other side 😪💕

- From a heart broken fan

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#longliveLarryFisherman😪