Message #41789

[Superchaos2585]

   V.V What you don't seem to understand in all of this Patrick, is that you're seriously hurting me. Badly. It's gotten to the point where I barely even want to talk to you. The constant professions of love all the time get to me as well and chip and chip away at me. I'm seriously going crazy. People here can try and help, but fact is, I've never really met them. I need somebody I know who I can talk to. Of all times, I've needed you the most during the last few months, with me being driven out of school and everything, and frankly, you've been on Starr's dick trying to help with her problems.

I want you to decide, are you going to make more time for me, any at all in fact, or are you going to let me drift away?


When/if things go sour, I'm not going to be there in the latter, so decide on something.

I awoke to the sound of broken glass today. Came downstairs, family fighting as usual. Went back upstairs to try and sleep. Yelling. Couldn't sleep, went back downstairs, blood stains, family fighting as usual. This is my life. No vent. Nobody to talk to. Nada.