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Rated: 18+ · Non-fiction · Drama · #1561591
A letter to a friend who continues to betray and pretend
Dear Chantelle,
Hi how are you ?
Im sorry about screaming at you the other night and i dont care if you did convince Jerermy to give you the pill i dont care anymore ive had enough of that shit anyway Clare fucked up the night by picking at Rusty for no reason being an ignorent bxtch, and getting so fucking drunk and not organising stuff.

I thought that Clare was a good reliable person and a true friend and i always thought she was so beautiful inside and out and its true she can be all of these things but lately she has become so fucking ugly and its starting to radiate from the inside out and everytime i see her it i feel sick and i know
that she is going to self distruct eventually and its like watching a car crash
you cant stop it.

She is loosing it Chantelle and i know that she has this good job and is starting to get all the other factors you need in life (licence,car,blah blah)
But if she doesnt stop with this extream binge drinking she is gonna be fucked and i know she is sick and she is going to get sicker .

She wont open up too me or even you not completly anyway there is only so much she will say.
Even if she did i dont think we would know how to help her anyway.
Clare isnt the only one hurt either i know that clare has a lot of resentment for Rusty because he is making her so confused and unhappy at times and she takes it out on him i think that he is the one (besides herself) who is going to be hurt the most when the shxt hits the fan and
sooner or later Clare is going to realise what she wants in life and that Rusty isnt part of it and Rusty is going to see he has wasted his time and energy trying to build a life with her and save there relationship

I think that she should see her doctor and a D &A counsellor before it is too late she is depressed, hurt,angy and confused etc
It makes me so sad because i no she is in so much pain and i cant help her
laugh at what i have to say if you want but u know its true
Clare never rings me obviously she doesnt consider me as a close friend and i am not good enough and it was on sat night drunken Clare said that if i were to stay friends with you that she couldnt be friends with me anymore so what is the fucking go with that?
I know we get pissed off with each other and that u are a sly bitch but i know you can be genuine and in the past when you have roarted me out of my own gas or ice pot whatever that it was only the addict inside you and that you couldnt control the deamon in your head so that is the past and in the future i will be more careful and not so trusting so dont think that i wont let u mind my drugs because i think you will roart me its because I KNOW U WILL


CASSANDRA
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