malbaker86
Gators
Truly sad story here
My mom was cool with this haitian lady in Miami. Our fam go way back to the neighborhood in Haiti. Lady moved here and had 3 kids. Oldest was daughter named Martine who i was cool with. Cool ass girl. Sweet child. We were always friends from the time i moved here.
Anyway chick goes off to college gets her degree and gets the opportunity of a lifetime to go work in Germany. She fell in love with some white dude over there and they were together for a while until she had to come back and stay in Miami for a while on a family emergency (mom got arrested and was pending deportation). She stayed and took care of her little brothers and sisters for about 6 months. Then when things got resolved she took the first plane back to Germany. She gets there and finds that the white dude had moved on with some african chick (turns out homie loves himself some black women). She lost it. She had a nervous breakdown and had to be hospitalized. She was put in a mental hospital and eventually sent back home to the U.S.
Ever since her return it's been up and down. She can be stable for a while but every now and then she erupts and needs to be heavily medicated.
Please don't ask me for the details of her condition because i do NOT know. Just know that she's now crazy and has to sometimes be restrained so she doesn't hurt herself.
I'm mad at myself that ever since she came back from Europe 5 years ago i haven't had the time to go see her. Seems like when I'm in Miami there is never enough time or she may be out of town herself (I hear the younger sister sometimes comes get her and take her away for weekends) or she may be in the hospital. I miss my friend y'all![]()
Man.....make time to go see her bruh


i never smoked weed so potent, i never liked being that high, i couldnt function, i was deeeep in my mind it was a half step lower than psychadelics. When I smoked I kept it to reggie or mid. Loud aint my steelo
Certain areas in the Tri-State if not all have been haunted w/ it for like the last 5 years. You could buy from different dealers in different areas, I bet you they all have the same or similar super potent "sour" or "kush" (supposedly from cali) so potent it border-line smells like chemicals. It's so bad you can't find reggie if you wanted. Nikkas be all souped up like "yeaaa we smoking that good" meanwhile sheeit restructuring your DNA. FOH I had to take my mind back. 
This my favorite cousin and shyt so it got me fukked up. From there he just started getting worse and worse and in and out of jail and now it's a rap. Last time he got out was the first time I actually could see him switching in and outta personalities. He trying to tell me that the chick who worked at the jail was in love with him and used to send him secret messages over the PA system.
His moms was right all long when she would tell me he should just come out the closet and it would be ok. His drug use was all the because he couldn't deal with the fact he is a gay and after smoking all that crack now he is certified lunatic.
nikka used to put signs all up on his block talkin about gods coming back and all that.