He had just come out of prison trying to turn his life around,clean.
I hear he just had his second kid,even moved an hour away to stay away from everything.
He came back to Parc X,bought some H I'm guessing cause that's what he used to do,and
overdosed yesterday,his gf found him dead,how sad is that.
I guess if you play one way or another you'll eventually pay the price.
I hope you're in a better place now my friend maybe one day I'll see you again.
So today I start my day by going to a close bar near my place to try my luck on the poker machines,slot machines if you will.
I spent 100 bucks and got nothing,It was terrible,I was pissed.
On the way home I'm walking through the Burger King parking lot when a cop stops me and starts asking me questions like my name and if I have a heroin problem...geez where did he come up with that question?
So I finally get to my front steps after the cops quick interrogation and I find the neighbors dog loose and walking around.I swear that dog came one foot from being hit by a car when I was trying to get him back home.
When I get upstairs I find my gf really sick with a bad migraine and puking her guts out.Can anything else go wrong?I sure fucken hope not.
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