my family. my fucking family. my most fucking prized possesion is fucking crumbling in front of my face.

• he sells pills (&& takes them), cocaine, && God only knows what else. point-blank: being a drug dealer is just as risky as being an addict. you can die any minute.
• he#2 does pills, God only knows what kind. his "medical" thing is getting worse.
• she might still be clean, but who the hell knows if we barely see her. she could so easily relapse.
• my mom's heart && lungs && back are bad. they've always been. but who knows how much more they can withstand.

im scared for the lives of the people that mean more to me than any other thing in this world. i love them. i need them in my life. 

fuck.