Angels fighting demons2

So that was only the beginning of my crazy adventures. We would smoke weed and chill in his room. His mom was cool as fuck, she was high on crystal always looking out the window tweaking running around the house talking crazy, it bothered him, I could tell. But I always thought she was one of a kind and beautiful. She had long black hair and beautiful green eyes. He had beautiful dark hair also but his eyes were brown. Which were still beautiful I thought. We stayed together for awhile a good two years, then he completely turned on me. Of course nobody wants your boyfriend until you want him. Well thats exactly what happened. Almost all the girls at school started taking his side and trying to turn him against me. I even had a girl call me from a different school talking about leave her boyfriend alone. What the fuck did I just miss? Well between this whole fuck up he ended up getting me explelled by ratting on me telling the counselors at school I was on my phone texting him. Meanwhile my brother is giving my phone number to some other person asking about buying some of my adderall, I dont even sell my adderall. Meanwhile I'm in class not knowing what the hell is going on, it was like everything came down at once. So I get called out my classroom, and to make a long story short, they go through my phone and I get expelled from school. Go figure. This is just my mother fucking luck! Sorry for the language but the ordasity of these people to all come at me at once! So, having all this said and done, my ass went to an alternative school. Wasnt long after I got expelled from there for fighting after all my anger just came to the shore. I was hating everyone at the moment. So guess where my mom sent me, yep, bootcamp! YCP a youth challenge program, where I got my GED & license. I was good to go! For graduating my mom bought me a car. Wasnt long after that I crashed it high on bars.I made money dancing so I never had a problem with not having money in my pocket. I never had enough but iI had just enough. I tried to maintain keeping atleast $300 in my pocket. I was a cute young thing, kept my hair a beautiful right blonde, with pale skin, thick with nice legs and a cute butt, and gorgeous green eyes. I was a night owl, slept all day and stayed up all night. Weed was always my goto drug, until I got into that car accident. I started doing herion. I stopped herion after I overdosed and died on it. I saw heaven, I saw clouds and myself being lifted up the weight of the world being lifted off my shoulders. I felt light as a feather. Then got sucked back down into this hell hole. I woke up with the paramedics in my apartment saying welcome back and my roommates looking at me in sudden relief. I was soaking wet from them trying to revive me by throwing me in the shower. After that I packed up my stuff and left to a hotel room with some guy I met on the internet talking about escorts. It wasnt what I thought it would be. I thought it would be proffessional but we were all high on crystal meth. And that was only the beginning of my crystal meth binge of 4 years.