#463

I love you little brother, and I wish that you'd see that the Ecstacy abuse is the reason for all your tears lately. You're wasting the little amounts of seratonin your brain creates and you're destined to suicide if you keep this up. You are getting to a bad state and I don't wish it upon you. Will you listen to me? Will you please stop using it? It's going to kill you, but it will actually be you pulling the trigger. Do you want to live like I do, in constant misery, forever and always? I don't want you to. Get off the E or death will come. None of us want to see you die for a short burst of psuedo-happiness. I can't lose my brother too.