a heartbeat to outwit all the sharpest guns.
brenleylaurie
Oct 07, 2007
my family is more dysfunctional than anyone could imagine. i am almost sick of everyone who shares my blood. my brother, my mother, and my father are the only three that i wouldn't consider grounds for murder. except when things go wrong, they're the three i blame most. i stay away. lock myself in, and worry. all is hell on the outside, but inside here... it's fine. but dig deeper and you'll find a heart worthy of a shaking pulse, a few intravenous fluids, and quite possibly an early grave. someone take me. i'm ready to get out.
