05-16-07| 12:54 pm

"Do you belive me?" he asked. My father. "You believe me, right"

"Yes." I believe you. I also believed that when I was three years old you lifted up our house. I also believed that you would love me enough not to hurt me over and over. I was stupid enough to believe in family.

So you see, it is not relevant if I believe. but I did.