Filtered to Jane

Jane. I'm so sorry. I can't apologise enough for what I did to you. I used you and I am so so so sorry. I'll never do it again. And I'll work to pay you back all the money you gave me. You know...once I'm out of here. But it's good I'm here, I guess. I'm getting better every day I think. I'm sick right now, but I'll be okay soon and maybe dad will let me come home. I think he's afraid I'll run out again. And I sort of don't blame him. I keep waiting for it to stop sucking that I can't shoot up again, and it never does.

I can't explain how it happened. How I got myself so fucking lost. Because I have no idea. But my family found me. And I know they sure as hell won't let me get lost again. And I know you won't either.

Jane, I love you. You're my best friend. Or...I hope you still are.

Please still be?