o k. this time i am seriously done. as any new yorker will tell you, people here shed clothes all tha time. a jacket here, jeans on a banister. soos, i m in s b fields on a cold night, there s a lone jacket -- i put it on and sit next to my fake-friend SANDRA ( i found out) -- then stupid cherio, who s not even worth punching, he s so pathetic, out of no where starts spitting on me and punching me --i didn t feel it -- he hits like a girl. meanwhile in my distress, i pick up my back-pack and walk. i get five blocks and realize its not my pack -- it s sandras. so i go back 2 exchange it. there gone and so is my pack w/ all my stuff in it.. next thing i know ms. bit435 sandra is threating 2 call tha cops on me 4 stealing her jacket and pack -- [ i was sitting right next 2 her w/ her jacket on 4 20 minutes while there all laughing at me cause Cherio s done 2 much acid again (why do people take acid , ,life s a trip enough without that) ] -- that i found , abandoned 5 benches down ( she s so high, doesn t even realize she left it or that i m wearing it) - meanwhile, i m thinking it was thrown out.... how does that make me a thief -- which according 2 her i am -- bull - i returned her pack, which had a hole in it, and now its somehow my fault stuff fell out. i never got my pack back. bull again. these people r stupid. enough already.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 17:11:37 +0000
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