I hope hell or heaven got some Henny
10/30/2016 10:30– Already drunk from earliers festivities, I made my way to the park on this late night to clear my mind. I sat down on the grass, lit up a blunt and just started crying. Everything was fucked up; Monda is gone, I got problems with my girl, business fucking sucks. I aint never been this down in my life, dawg. I’m losing my fucking mind. I looked up to the sky and started speaking, hoping Monda was looking down at me listening. “Monda, dawg, I fucking miss you. I still don’t get why you had to go so early, g. This shit fucking sucks. You could’ve been out here in Miami with us, you would’ve liked it. G shit dawg, sometimes I wish it could’ve been me instead. You deserve this life more than me, g. Don’t worry, I’ll be seeing you soon” I finished smoking my blunt before heading back to the car, tears still in my eyes. I went to the trunk, pulling out a bottle of Henny before getting in my car. Drinking as I headed onto the interstate, I began swerving through traffic almost hitting a few cars. I ain’t care anymore, aint shit right. Almost hitting another car, I swerved trying to avoid them but ended up hitting the median and flipping my car. To be continued…?