prettymuch the only person I trust these days is a friend I have, who is addicted to coke and occasionally smokes heroin, yet she refuses to get me anything 
let's talk about booze instead. Today was the first time i tried gin. It's nice.
I apologize for letting you down. I don't know what to say anymore and I don't think I can be of any assistance as much as I believe myself to be. I wish you'd stop, and I wish that life wasn't so hard on the coming generations... everyone keeps telling me I can't survive being so nice, it's a dog eat dog world. Why does it have to be like that? I truly feel hurt and sad that people I care for and people that truly suffer have to endure and go through so many trials. Today I watched my cousin lay in bed with a collapsed lung and no activities anywhere on his body. A machine keeps him alive right now, he use to always ride his bike with his walkie talkie and hat, he loved police shows. He was mentally slow, but he had the biggest heart and was so kind. The sun claimed him right now, he had a heat stroke and to me and my mom he's just gone. I have hope he will be better, even if he is in such a critical condition, but our natrual logic and guts have a terrible feeling that it is as bad as the nurse says... the nurse looked terrified when my mother asked for the truth, and she told us...it's not good.
I hate you guys do drugs, I am not a judge or one to judge, but I wish happiness would come to you guys without the need to suffer such madness. I have my own problems, but my problems come from my own lack of self awareness and I can over-look them and focus on the positives... please know, that although you have suffered, someone out there cares for you enough to have tears. I always watch in silence as the members of this place grow, and let it be known that your words do not fall deaf, someone out there cares, someone stops by nd reads at 1:36 A.M and thinks to themselves "I hope they will find the happiness they so willingly seek"
Live, and be strong