Rolling Stone (the weeknd)

chapter 17

~TARA POV~

Dear diary,
I wonder what Abel is doing now that he has made it. He has everything now and I have nothing. He put me out on these cold streets with no where to go. one day if I ever get the chance I'm going to make him hurt like he has hurt me. not a day go by that I don't think about hurting him. I feel like what we had wasn't real. If you love some one how could you cheat on them and then leave them with out saying a word or no where to go. I promise that I will never love again.

I'm in this crack house and I look left and right and all I see is people who don't know the meaning of sober. one of the guys that live here came up to me. he has these piercing blue eyes and a 5 o'clock shadow he looks rough. and he says to me

"each one of us has a story of how we got here. I've gotten here because me and my girlfriend we use to do drugs sometimes but then she got sick and died. and when she died I died too. I started doing drugs like every day I lost everything and then I found this house. oh and by the way my name is adam"

he just looks at me and walks away before I could say anything.