She's been telling me I love you, lately. When I avoid her she freaks out and it confuses her. She's doing the dance big time. Bad news is I found a Xanax today in her room. I hate it, she's prolly super hooked by now. I knew it was something. She's crushing them. Prolly snorting them. Counciling starts soon. I hope a different voice will get her straightened though I doubt it. I should probably just get her a bottle of them. Fml
