The only friend I 'lost' to drugs was impressionable in his youth due to his (fucking atrocious) upbringing and so he clung to any sort of affection or attention he could get. It made him the class clown until he fell in with a crowd that turned him into their own little pet monkey to run around doing 'dares' that would get him in trouble. He eventually just completely went awry and ended up stealing an old lady's purse, throwing himself through a window, and eventually taking so many drugs (I have no idea what kind) that one time we met in the street a couple of years after we drifted apart and he had no idea who I was.
Bear in mind I'd been his only friend for three years.
It was sad seeing him drift off like that, but I honestly could see it coming a mile off - he was far too easily lead.
Bear in mind I'd been his only friend for three years.
It was sad seeing him drift off like that, but I honestly could see it coming a mile off - he was far too easily lead.