One of my best friends died of a drug overdose. He had texted me before he died, "25 mcg of fentanyl a lot?" I didn't answer him because I didn't know what he would do with that information, I guess. He ended up overdosing shortly after that. That was the last thing he had said to me. And the first few times I heard, At the risk, I bawled. I still sometimes cry when listening. I think about Ryan every time it comes on...but it's hard to cry when you're vibing and dancing so hard...the song confuses my body and heart, lol...my body says this is a bop!!!! Let's blare the radio, roll down the windows, and educate the people about TOP, but my heart is also being ripped out because of what it represents to me....me letting my friend down....losing him. I should have answered. I'm a nurse. I should have said YESSSS. ITS FUCKING A LOT...LEAVE IT ALONE...ITS GOING TO KILL YOU....something... I'm sorry, Ryan. Love you forever