I know you can’t read this, but I’m writing it anyway, because it’ll help me feel better. I just wanted to say that my life is so much better now. I’m finally the happy person I was before shit started to go downhill when I was little. I have the most wonderful friends and girlfriend. The greatest best friend a dude could ask for. I have a full time job that doesn’t require any sort of schooling AND pays the bills, with money left over. I also promote for clubs and concert venues and it’s the kitties titties. In accordance to that, I run The Works on the underground side, along with Superman, Big Bruce, Tony, Travis and JJ. You would think that’s unsafe, but in a world where money talks, having DPD and their undercovers on your side is never a bad thing. I don’t really do drugs anymore. I smoke a couple times a week, if that, and once in a great while, I chill with Molly and I’m keeping my chill days with Lucy to a maximum of twice a year. Some people that I used to hang out with got into heroin, and well, we both know his that’ll end haha. Word on the street (meaning detective Miller told me first hand) is that the house most of them stay in is getting raided and a few sent to county, regardless if anything is found, considering their phones are taped and all they need is the texts and voice calls to put em away. So that’s less victims they can reap in to the devils residue. Anyway, I hope things are going good wherever you may be. Until we meet again my dude. Rest in paradise.