An era of fun times may be coming to a close
Papsun is getting kicked out of his house, he crashed his car a few days ago, and he texted me last night telling me that he seriously considered killing himself the other day.
Jesse lost his job, crashed his car as well, isn’t going to school this semester, is a raging cokehead again, and is moving out of his parents house but isn’t telling them that his new residence is his car.
Silky is extremely depressed, and asks me all the time if I would be mad at him if he killed himself. He never leaves the house because he says the world scares him. He just sits around and cries all day.
Austin’s house is being watched by the cops, and he has no clue so he’s continuing to sell a ton of drugs out of it. He’s going to get busted soon, and I’m scared to even talk to him at this point.
Matt has developed a disasterous addiction to painkillers and just spends all day gathering enough money to buy them.
Those are the 5 people I spent almost every single day of last summer with. They are now shadows of who they were then. That hurts me more than you can ever understand. It makes me numb.
