so

my feelings kind of seem to pour off of my fingers onto a computer screen. its beyond low when the only ones who listen to you aren't even human! i try to tell myself everything will be ok. but it wont. nothing is ever ok. so heres a little something i wrote the other day:

as i lie here trying to show you the things i need;     it seems no one cares.   my feelings are a line in your book     dropped alongside the tears ive cried.    they all blend to make a huge chapterof virtual insanity     sometimes i wonder if im making myself crazy.  normality exists nowhere...period.  this repetition makes me sick.  the relationship between love and hate bonds my many thoughts.   when im right in front of opportunity...why do you continue to come along and push me backwards??

i am also very scared you guys. my dad is on the verge of cirhossis of the liver!! idk what to do...he needs help bad but won't get it..   :(

love.

forever.

-brianna.