Some dude tried to merc me over my 7 year old android and that wasn’t the worst part. The cops who responded literally searched me, made me explain my tattoos to prove they weren’t gang related, told me to stop crying, and told me it was my fault I almost got offed for going to subway. I fucking hate America. The only reason I’ll be able to sleep is because I have 120 pounds of “fuck you” guarding me. (I love my pitbull son)
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View all comments Honestly getting shot at wasn’t nearly as traumatizing as spending 2 hours at a police department, fucking going over why I got shot at. I legitimately hope the person who held me up gets help apposed to the pigs who had me go over every tattoo and scar I had.
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