Why?

Why do you care so much for my safety? What does my life mean to you? Don't you care that I must embrace death? You can't look me in the eyes, but you work so hard to save my life.

What am I to you?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9dbcvDwuY9M

I can't feel my senses

Everything is just crashing down on me at once. All this work. My mom's disability and lack of mental stability. My dad's drug addiction.
Victoria.
When will it end?
Or do I have to end it myself?