I re read this story. And I got the insatiable need to vomit all over myself. I'm not one with words. I wrote this story when drugs were out of the question. My best friend was gone. But everything is better now. I've never been so high in my life. You can judge me and criticize me, but it just goes right past me. Don't be so quick to judge what you don't know. If there is one thing you can take away from anything, it is don't be quick to judge.

I've spent my life judging people. And I sit here and think, I've become the one thing I've always judged. You have to look beyond the stereotypes. Don't believe what you've heard. Assuming only makes an ass out of you and me.

I cant continue this and be happy with myself. Thinking about it makes me sick. I just thought I would let people know. And if I could I would finish everything. But some things need to be left undone.