My untimely death is about 1/3 of the way into this video:
Being dead is kinda cool, although the actual dying really sucked. I just wasn't ready, ya know? I died cuz I got shot in the stomach by this asshole:
Vic was trying to bust this guy for killing a bunch of women in a shelter, including his own son's mama! His name was Mike or some shit. Anyway, he just shot me to prove he was serious! That's what I get for trying to get clean and work as a snitch...
I'm back on the rock... whoring, too. Sneaking out of Heaven is too easy, and I'm just a bad, bad girl. God has the same soft spot for crack whores as Vic does I guess. Lucky for me!
My son, Brian, was put into foster care while I was strung out, but I was trying to get him back, dammit! I really was. I worked hard with my counselor in jail and I kicked it -- I was clean and trying to make a real living so I could get my baby back. After I died, I was in shock for a while and mom started trickin me out for her habit. I started using too. At least Brian doesn't have to see me like this. Sweet Brian... my mom and I try to watch over him, but we spend a lot of time whoring in purgatory. It's tricky scoring any good rock around here.
My newest Heavenly neighbor...
Love ya, Lem! :-*
