I lost another friend to heroin. I had spent a lot of time with this guy. He had Bell's Palsy and was made fun of hardcore in school, he had low self-esteem and would self-harm, and of course he turned to dope. He was super nice and even though he could annoy the hell out of me, he still always had my back in everything. My 'best friend', who is also an addict, contacted me a short time ago to tell me. The news also devastated him, as he was extremely close to Dennis. All three of us would have sleepovers and sit up all night watching horrible movies, listening to music, or just talking and laughing. Seeing the long message I got from my best friend brought a lot of memories back, and I'm not sure I want to feel that way again. He wants to talk and I'll give him that much. I think, emphasis on the word, that this may be a wake up call to him, I'm not holding my breath. I've moved on in my life from him, for the better, and he owes me a lot of explanation and he's willing to give it. Anyways, I'll miss Dennis a lot, in all his burnout glory.
