can our friendship survive this?

My sister 'took' alot of straws from mcdonald's. I think McDonald's is her new love. -_- First tissues, now straws.

We don't hate you. If anything, we love you too much. You want to mess up your life, who are we to stop you? It's your decision to make. Not ours.

We've tried talking to you.
We've tried stopping you.
We've tried advising you.

But it isn't sinking in, isn't it? You seem to be sinking yourself in deeper and deeper. Into a mess that you've created wholly by yourself, without our help. But with the help of your new and stupid friends. All they've managed to do, as far as I'm concerned, is to fuck you up. So badly. They've changed you. You, from a sweet and nice and polite child to a girl who curses in the way that rempits do. I'm so sorry, my dear friend. I am not picking on your friends but I hate how much they've changed you. We want you back. Not the now 'you', but the old 'you'.

I can't even refer to those people as your 'friends' without the quotation marks because those are not your true friends. True friends don't fuck you up the way this bunch have done to you. No, true friends save you and still love you no matter what. What you've been doing lately has hurt us considerably and left marks. Deep wounds, they are. As the saying goes, a true friend won't bail you out of jail. They'll be sitting next to you saying, 'damn, we fucked up' and have a good laugh. A true friend can see through that big smile on your face and still know something's wrong. Now that I've mentioned it, your smile has never been real for a while now. Where has that smile gone to?

Please come back. We want you back.