Do you feel that same way?

Err...now I'm typically not one for sharing feelings. But this is Mibba and I don't think you guys are gonna go blabbing about my insignificant cliff to others. So might as all. Here goes nothing.
Uhm. It's really late now. I'm supposed to wake up at 5 something to go tour Ferris State. But I don't want to sleep. I feel like there's something nagging at me. Encroaching my brains thinking territory. I have some pretty intimidating thoughts. Mostly about my half sister. I'm adopted and we have different fathers. I have ALWAYS wanted to meet my mom. But she's telling me that she's a liar and not worth talking to. So I think why not meet her for the hellov it? But I trust my sister because she actually knows my birth mom.
Sometimes I wonder why I was given up. Why my mom did it. I wonder if I'm an accident or if she even loved me.
(excuse the rant. Just...venting)