September 17th. 1125pm

As hard as it is to remember the last week of my life due to overuse of drugs... The shit I do remember is all terrible. A cheating boyfriend/bestfriend. Bitches pullin' out knives becuz theyre too scared to throw bows. Alot of drugs. Excessive, really. Sober just isnt working for me anymore. This time, the heart that was left is completely & utterly destroyed. Ruined. Never to love again. This one is really the hardest, I think. Ive never had a homeboy do me soooo dirty. Ive been hurt but never by someone I got that close to. He used to be someone I could run to... Now Im running away and no matter how bad I wanna turn around and just be in his arm... I cant stop running.