Punch Drunk Love. That's what state we're at, we're both to confused at what we want. All I have to ask you is how long are you willing to let her beat you, do you do it for the nice things, because your so scared of what could happen if you fought back, not physically, but mentally. Someone has to stand up and take charge before the wrong person does and the wrong thing happens. I hate that bitch, more than you could know... when I say hate I mean it, I have never said hate.. if I made a real list of who I hated.. it'd consume of like 2 or 3 people, so you know I'm serious when I say hate. You know why I care so much about how much she hurts you. Because I don't want you to wind up dead one day when she takes it to far, when she accidentally throws you to hard, when she accidentally pushes you down the stairs. If you survived she'd make up some dumb excuse..that would only excuse her from her stupidity. Would she quit after this, no because its an addiction of hers. If I could give her a peice of my mind, but it wouldn't be worth my breath because she's always got to be right. Anyways. If it was my decision, I'd live with someone else, make her stop, tell someone.. I mean I guess I've experienced the whole social worker crap and I know its not that bad, what you want is up to you. They don't send you away unless thats what you want.. but they can help. I'm grateful that someone cared about us to make sure we were okay. It's sick that no one has tried to do anything for you. Believe me, I asked my social worker.. I've done what I can, but its up to you to call its up to you or someone who is there for all this. This hate started because of the fact that I could never be around you. Fact is, once I think about it, about how bad she is. I worry, I don't want my best friend, to die because of her fucking bitch mother. So it's all fine and dandy now, but the day she hits you so hard, theres no apologies, no nice presents, because really, who would they go to? Yea maybe it's not that bad yet, buuut it's like any addiction, it always get worse and you always need more to feel better. I love you. That's all I've realized. Shit. My brain won't stop. I'm not goin to be able to stop writing. Just a phase. PrincessKelli ♥