Well isnt this a nice mess you've gotten yourself into?
How did you get to this place? Its really not fun anymore, and I'm afraid you can't stop. I looked at you last night, turned away and looked again because I couldn't believe my eyes. Where did you go? Who is this person you have become? I wanted so bad to touch your face, to see if my eyes were playing tricks on me, to believe its really not as bad as it seems... but I knew I'd only be disappointed cuz it really is that bad. But what you've failed to realize, besides the fact that you REALLY do have a PROBLEM, is that your not the only one going down now. Cant you see how much he looks up to you? How, I'm sure, he wants to be like you? Its hard enough watching you destroy yourself, but now your leading him down that same path? I can't stand thinking of this... I cant lose BOTH of my best friends to something like this, losing you has been hard enough. I wish the words would come, that I knew how to speak to you about this... I'm really afraid that its going to get a lot uglier before it gets better. Believe it or not, there REALLY ARE people who care about you besides just your mom. So what do I do? Sit here and watch you destroy yours and your brothers life? Or try to talk to you? If I call you later and ask you to stop by, will you? Probably not. If I ask you to talk to me on the phone, will it do any good? I don't see you receiving any of this very well....