...isn't something that always makes me proud. I haven't done any drugs before. I haven't even smoked a cigarette. And I have never drunk a lot. What I have done is hurt someone that is priceless to me. Not physically, but some of the worst pain is emotional. I hurt her a lot because I didn't stick around. I just left, no explantion at all. We talked a lot more now, being friends again, but things still bother her. Our past still bothers her. She acts like everything is fine. She actually talked about things last night though. In some strange way, I thought I was doing her a favor back then. Now I know how wrong I was. My past made me who I am today, hopefully a better person and friend.