I watched as Yanna took the needle and shot up the heroin in her arm. I just sat there and sighed. She wouldn't give that s*** up if her life depended on it, and in this case it does. She nor I had enough money to keep using this to cope with our problems. I'm all she has. I should've left the first time she stole from me. But what type of friend would I be? Not a very good one. I try to get her off, but she always finds a way to get to it. Our mom isn't any help either, she's addicted too. Our dad.....he's not in the picture. I just need help, I can't leave her like this. I just can't.
I only need like 3-4 girls.