Straightedge. ~c.t.h

Ever since Avery, I hated drugs.
I didn't want anything to do with them.

And then I met her.

Her with the blue hair, green eyes and freckled face.
Her with the sick sense of humor, the amazing singing voice and amazing body.
Her with the dark past, secrets buried deep within and bad temper.

Her who's faith fit with mine like a beanie in the winter.

Her who's brother told me to stay away from.

And for the first time since Avery; I had found a new addicition that would slowly kill me as well.

*contains foul language, drugs (not much) and mental illness*