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Johnny 'COCO' Cruz >
->Marine Veteran
->Ex Drug Addict
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@EZToBleed I get deep! But so do you. It’s why we get along.
(I clap his back before wrapping an arm around his neck and dragging him over so I could hug his ass) you gonna be okay though? You need to get outta your head. I love you brother. Always.
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"Aye, from prospect to Pesidente. Home done came up in the world but don't get shit twisted pendejo. You gonna always be a boy scout to me. But you know i'd follow you into war anywhere."
@EZToBleed Emptiness as before, I felt peace. I felt seen. It made me breath a little easier as Raul and the group thanked me for the honesty and kept it moving to the next heart beat and bleedin story in the room. I leanded back toward Ez and grinned. “Glad you’re here Carnal. Probably
@EZToBleed mijo, nomás esta vez." But it was never just once. That shit got in my blood early. Then the war, the H to kill the nightmares, losing Leti, losing everything. I lean forward, elbows on my knees. “Yeah, alright. Me llamo Johnny, y soy adicto.”
@EZToBleed Is.
I knew this moment was coming but it don’t stop the memories that come flashing in before my mouth even opens. Like Mamá’s face all pale and sweaty shaking from her high, me as a little morrito holding the belt around her arm while she digs for a vein. "Ayúdame,