I sit here thinking about the past couple of days trying to figure out why I have been so down... and the phone starts ringing... anouther friend dead... he ODed on meth... the last thing I said to him was "I hate you!" 3 words I wish I had never said... there is but one person that been able to make me smile... but even she couldn't make me smile right now... well maybe she could but I doubt she would... I fear that she will fall into temptation and do the drugs again... I'm sick of feeling so alone... I'm sick of being alone...