My point with this story was not about the drugs, that would be really hard for me to write about seeing as how i lost one of my best friends to it, My real dad was strung out on it when i lived with him he was on them bad when he beat me mom and my sis, my brother uses them everyday but the choice of drugs that i was thinking on though was Roxy30's you probably never heard o it but bub told me they take effect in a matter of seconds and doesn't last long and its one of the drugs that has taken the lives of almost everry person in the town i live in but that wasn't the focus of the situation, it was focused on Matt's feelings. This story is based on the fact that things NEVER go as planned, and that the little things can matter most like how i said "He hasn’t felt loved in a long time and now some stranger is holding him making him feel like he actually mattered." And i was all because of a hug, a small sign of love. My point is little things make a diffrence, and no matter how lonly you feel someone is out there looking for you. and i was planning to make it into a story to explain it more
Hai boo :)
Thanks for all the comments on the stories you have read so far.
I really appreciate it. :D
Some of the stories on here aren't mine however.
I'm holding them for someone.
I might end up deleting them though cuz she hasn't tried to contact me about them.
So yeahhhh.