8th
Gregorio Cortez! (my second brother)
Haha the name’s from a book. But this kid is from some place awesome people come from.
No homo on that last comment. I’ve known Greg since back in 4th grade at Serra School. In 5th grade we shared a class in Mr. Willis’ class. Shit was fun! haha since then me and him have been good friends. Chillin’ and doing dumb shit, just straight getting into mischief. You know, same old shit.
But, anyways, he knows alot of shit about me that I wouldnt trust most people with. I tell Greg just about everything that happens in my life. I know I’ll always have atleast this kid down to roll with me. We used to smoke together, back in the day. Now we are edge, we took the new label on together back in eighth grade.
This kid, Greg, pretty dope, if you know him, then you know exactly why I’m writing this right now. So, as I run out of shit to say, I’m confused, because I consider him a brother, and I don’t get why i am running out of things to write about!! hahah well, let me tell you an embarassing fuckin story about something that we did one day….
So, it was a while back, we were packing bowls in my room. Laughing our asses off, then fuckin greg took the bong to snap a bowl, haha when he exhaled it sounded like fuckin Michael Jackson!
Hahahaha Funny shit! Well, to sum this shit up, Greg, mo gay shit, but I love you man, I will always have your back, and you need to come home nigga, mom misses you.
