I had fun this weekend. Sean and I went jet skiing. Sean is my sponsee brother, The Mad Russian sponsors us. 

Sean and I went to The Ten. Gio is using bad. I heard people saw him pan handling in Overtown.

Stoop is out of jail! I don’t care if everyone hates Stoop, he will always be my boy. We just think the same. Stoop came and picked me up when I got jumped, in a heartbeat. That’s my nigga for life. Sometimes you’ve just been through so much with someone that nothing can get between you, you know. Same with Kevin. 

I know I probably shouldn’t be hanging out with them though.

July 8th, 2008

107 Days Clean

Oh my god, this fucking faggot snuck drugs into this place. So funny. He leaned over and had like some whack ass Triple C’s in his hand.

“Yo bro, you want some of these?” he asked me, right in the middle of group.

First of all, if I relapse it’s not going to be on some gay ass Triple C’s! I told him to get that shit out my face before I slap him.