Drug addicts. Before I speak about this let me just explain what a drug addict is to me. A lowlife. An asshole who puts drugs before their families. I don't count marijuana as a drug. (It's not addictive.)
I fucking hate drug addicts. With a burning passion. My older brother is a drug addict. He does it all heroine, coke, acid, whip it's. Everything. He lies. He steals. He begs for money for gas, or school but in all honesty he spends it on drugs. He is 21. He should have a job, but he doesn't. My parents get fucked over because he got kicked out of college. My parents paid for his college, his food, his rent, his other necessary elements. He didn't even thank them. Today he was supposed to go with his friend to a concert, but instead he came to the mall with me and mom and dad. Now he is pissed because he missed the time he was supposed to be there. I hate when he gets angry. It scares me. He had mood swings and I'm scared that he might hit me. I myself smoke pot. But again I say. Nobody has died from a marijuana overdose. They die from heroine. Pills. Xanies. Coke. My brother spends most of his time on our couch. He does coke in the bathroom. Only I know about that. I don't want to tell my mom because I love him. I just hate what he has become. Anytime I say anything about him, I am just being a jealous child. But that's not it at all. If the cops were to come. My mom and dad would be in trouble and I'd go back to my "aunt" and "uncles" house.
No wonder I have so many issues. -Hailey
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RandomThis is basically just a bunch of random thoughts I have. I have suffered with depression since I was 9. (That's when I was diagnosed) but whatever. So this is just my way to vent.
