So because this is a personal blog
I’ll get really personal now and explain exactly where I am with everything.
Slightly scattered with thoughts, but I’m working on it.
Spencer turned out to be the exact way expected, when a boy is famous he’s going to take advantage of it while he’s not at home. He is also older than me, which means he knows the game better than I do. Some girl told me about how she was fucking him at his show the other day, that was a solid enough reason to just stop. It’s funny how easy it is to get over something when you have a legit reason to.
George, I’m trying not to give up on you, I’m trying to support you and help you make the right decisions. It’s been too long, I do everything I can to make sure you’re trying your best to stop being on drugs. You’d think after almost killing yourself three times, and being pronounced dead in a hospital bed, and having all your family come visit you because they think you’re going to die, and by some miracle you live you’d rethink your life. I’m the only one that thinks you’re good for something, and for over a year I’ve done everything in my power to help you and give you something in life. Honestly, I love you but being thousands of miles away I can’t do much. I just hope the week I’ll be spending with you will make you realize that there are better things in life than drugs.
