I met a guy a few weeks ago, he uses heroin..he uses it everywhere and anywhere. He's really good looking and a really nice guy, but he threw his life away. He's 26 years old and lives with his parents still, he doesn't have a good job..(construction?) and he constantly needs to go into the shittier part of my state to get his fix..and my friend has been his ride recently. I've never seen anyone shoot up until meeting this guy and honestly, I may not be an angel but seeing that makes me want to leave. I went to a party of his and slept over (with my friends) and all night he was..off..but when he woke up, sober..he was the biggest sweetheart I've ever met until he started craving. It sucks, seeing someone lose their life to drugs. I lost my little brother, a few of my best friends and many of my acquaintances. Some of them are still HERE, but not..HERE. yanno, some of them are in jail, some of them basically just dropped off the face of the earth.

Anyway, sorry for the rant/ramble. I feel ya, hon. Sometimes I look around, at my life, at my friends and wonder what will it take to change everything?