Hardcore Death.
I'm so frustrated with life.
I'm quitting drugs. All it's done is messed up my life. Honestly. I can't keep doing this sh*t.
I smoke cigarettes, and pot, I'm not afraid to admit that, and those have never caused me any trouble. In fact, those help me. But recently I've started going some harder drugs, and I have got to stop. I need to get my life back on track. I'm quitting, and its harder than I ever thought it would be.
& I'm in love with the most amazing boy. And because of my drug use, I haven't contacted him in awhile, except for last night. I think he's really mad at me, and losing intrest in me. I'm scared, and I think I may lose him.
*Bashes head against keyboard.*
This is all my fault, and I have a feeling this is going to end badly.
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