I’m lonely.

Honestly, I could use some cocaine.

In my twenty years of life, I’ve realized everyone’s looking for something. I’m tired of looking; I want to live.

Heavy hearts bend, and it’s the absence of love that broke me.

I think some of us are born with sad souls. Is that so hard to believe?

Withdrawals suck.

And at the end of the day, when I’m home alone in bed, I still think of you.

Last night’s cocaine binge fucked up my nostril.

I could use some cocaine.

I’m going to make some drastic changes in my life pretty soon. Getting clean is one of them. I know this is a really big risk, and maybe I’ll regret it someday, but it’s what I truly want. I hope I don’t disappoint you too much mom. I love you. I hope you know that.

Your daughter,

Lauren

Cocaine, please.

I miss you.

Honestly, I feel really uneasy. I don’t know what it is, but sometimes I think that I’ve cheated death way too many times to still be alive.