So this chick got me into doing some really bad stuff in the 8th grade. My mom always told me she would end up fucking her life up in some way.

Well it’s 5 years since then, and she’s pregnant, smoking cigarettes WHILE pregnant, and not doing anything with her life. I feel bad for her. I REALLY wanted her to turn her life around. She could have done it. She went to rehab twice, was sober for 2 years, but just threw it all away again. Me and my friend ran into her downtown today.

Us: “hey blank”

Her: “hey guys, what’s up?”

Us: “going to work, you?”

Her: “just hanging out around town”

My friend: “aren’t you not supposed to be smoking while pregnant?”

Her: “yeah, well, I never actually quit and my doctor said if I did now, the baby would go into shock and die. I mean, my mom smoked pot when pregnant with me, and I turned out fine.”

It really hurts to see her like this. Homeless, wandering the streets pregnant having nowhere to go. I guess shes moving to Wyoming sometimes soon. She was my best friend. Toxic friend, but still.