<font color="purple"> Why can't I talk to my father even though I know that we love eachother?
Why can't I seem to love anyone in the romantic sense?
Why do I get so possesive over my friends, even I know such a thing is completely rediculous?
Why is it the only two people in the world I seem to confide to are my mother and step-father?
Why am I so childish?

*sigh*
Alot of questions
You don't really need to answer them if you have better things to do.
Just more of depressed teenage-girl's mutterings about love and the like.

I think I need a hug or something

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