She always tried to look for the good in things. Even when she felt that the world was crashing down upon her. And when she finally couldn't see it, she looked for an easy way out... her addictions drilled her mind and started to come out in a serious, cruel reality. One of which would end in only utter disaster. Her problems felt long-term and never ending. She needed a solution. She didn't show her emotions to anybody. The simple smile and long sleeves were all she needed. A razor by her side as her best friend. A cigarette in her mouth like an affair partner. And a joint to calm everything else like the husband that is only temporarily there for her. All these things were what she thought she needed to live. Perfectly content with everything as long as she had these necessities. Until she seen life in a better light. Her new perspective gave her new friends, lovers, and temporary happiness. She thought she'd never need her old friends. Then, it was ripped out of her hands. The world