By fellow inmate Cory
Dawg - I've had a lot of fun over the years. I've done a lot of things with you - things I'm not proud of. Some things were ok, but man I was foolish for thinking you were someone you were not. You are a scumbag piece of crap. I hope you get your &%*# together one day because you really could be a good person.
I need to stay away from you. I was writing this letter to help you. You need help! You think that all there is to life is drugs, partying, sex, robbing, & stealing. You fool - look where it got you. It got you in jail - waiting to go to prison.
Man you made my path so hard to follow. I was with you so long, but I need to do my own thing now. I have too much to offer and more to lose than I realized. I don't want to get high with you no more. My mother is not going to walk in on you nodding out with a needle in your arm ever again. No more wild parties. No more goin out robbin with you. This is goin to be hard for me. I got to tell you right now in this letter before we both end up dead or in prison for the rest of our life. I can't believe we both aren't dead already.
Every time you mess up I get to deal with the consequences while you're nowhere to be found. I get locked up and tell myself it is your fault, but I know it is. I get locked up to protect you and your habits. So get yourself straight.
Good bye forever you junkie,
Cory
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