Your story clearly says you told the cops that she had h and meth in her house.
I meant that part about my uncle who is a narcotics officer or whatever, but I guess I misplaced the spelling.
Give me a break, man. I overdid the amount of characters in use and fucked it up a little bit, lol.
I never actually THE cops because I don't want her to go to jail. I don't. Because even with the drug addiction, the lying, etc, that she's done over so many years, she's never been that way with me. She was always straight up with me, and with all this shit going on, she's had a terrible life, so I don't want to make it worse by putting her in jail or something.
I'm saying if I really wanted to, I could call my uncle and get her investigated, but what sucks is that, the way I know her over so, so many years, she's actually a sweet person. It was really, really surprising she would do this to me and it kinda hurts because I loved her a lot as a friend.
It's whatever though. She's only digging herself in a deeper hole.
And the heroin thing, I only did it twice and I've slowed down A LOT on the Morphine pills I usually take throughout the week. I've slowly been weening myself off of them. It's the withdrawal I've been trying to avoid, but very soon, I'm going to have to just throw all the pills away and just go through the withdrawal, cold turkey, and it's going to be brutal. I'm so not looking forward to it.
Soon, I will have a clean life, will go back to school, will hopefully do college, and will lead a normal life. Especially after today, it really make me rethink everything because of what she did. I never really wanted to drop to her level, I'm already really low in life but I don't want to go THAT far down.
I'm simply sick of the bullshit and the drama. This is actually the first time I've ever bought anything off of the street and I figured a very close friend would help me out. She did twice, but after that, I guess I was just another easy target to fuck over in her eyes. I saw that girl like she was family, always had her back, but to her, I was nothing.
I don't give a fuck her, her family or anybody says. Her brother would be fucking ashamed of her and I know it because the guy used to spend months at a time at my place because he hated his family. While he was at my place, he loved it because he felt like he had a real family. I miss the guy. I know for a fact that if he was still alive, his sister wouldn't be the way she is.