❝And she did the drugs for fun
But now she does them just to stay up❞
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I'm a half smoked cigarettes girl, a tiny tops and eye glitter girl, a quick and cheap girl. The female version of a playboy. Sexy, sweet, sour, anyth...
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Dear Summer,
you were the first person I thought of when I was in the hospital. I haven't written since "The incident" with Jack I suppose. I overdosed, on heroin and fentanyl. I can't even remember the ambulance, I can't remember being legally dead. It scared me so much though. Jack told me that in the hospital I'd asked for you. Because you are always the first person I think of when something bad happens. I miss you, but I can't call you because I can't hurt you. More than I already did, I fucked up, Summer. How does one apologize for what I did. How do I ever look you in the face after all of that?
I don't think I can. I don't think I can talk to you ever again. Because I can't trust you much anymore. But I suppose now that there are no parents in my life, there's no parents for you to tel when you find sextapes on my phone I guess. In my defense, they were mine. I miss you man, I could really use a hug right now sissy.
