July 7th, 2008
106 Days Clean
I had fun this weekend. Sean and I went jet skiing. Sean is my sponsee brother — The Mad Russian sponsors both of us.
Sean and I went to The Ten. Gio is using bad. I heard people saw him panhandling 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 in a heartbeat when I got jumped. 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 Cs 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 Cs! I told him to get that shit out my face before I slap him.
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