Addicted 2
Tray Real, Brandi Westry
I know longer go by Attorney Paris Thomas since being released from jail. I was re-instated, but don’t have the desire to practice law anymore. This choice was mines and no one else’s. I use my middle name Kenna, and I am still a Sex Addict and a Fiend. I assumed that I was in remission, but clearly, I was wrong. I am on my way to rehab; I did to damn much this year.
Blaire has grown up and moved away from home. I decided to go hang with her before she gave birth to those babies and get reacquainted. Who knew that this summer with Blaire and her slick tongue would cause a multitude of events. From my pregnant daughter and I fighting to sleeping with her babies daddy, or was he?
When I planned this visit, no one could have predicted that I’d have more murders under my belt, smoke more chronic than Snoop, and fall in love all in one week.
I can’t heal myself no matter how hard I have tried. Counseling helped when I attended, but I stopped attending. I relapsed this summer and almost went back to jail.
Maybe if I stopped smoking, I could finally see the light, and maybe not! Let me spark up and get my blunt in rotation. Drizzle Drizzle my Nizzle cause a ho ho ho is at it again.

