
Originally Posted by
theexpress
No it's not. Everything is fucked. I'm in another state. My partner is a tar heroin fiend. I saw his lady almost die from an of a few days ago. She was blue and her eyes rolled in her head. Then I watch my partner slap this bitch for the next two hours saying that he has to do this to keep the bitch alive. I felt like smashing this nigga for that. I was so scared I though da bitch died and I was sure I was going to jail for it. The high desert sun is fucking up my bubbas I can't even put th outside till I get some shade cloth and I ain't investing shit else cuzz I'm over two grand in and I only been here two weeks. My partners car is totaled. His broad smashed it on a ford pick up truck in Fullerton Cali. No one in the car had a license and him and da nitch had warrants. They got arrested. Now I have no car. I live on the desert. The propane tanks pry so I can't cook or even take a hot shower. The fucking dryer been broke and now so is the washer kinda. It flooded the laundry room which is we're the indoor op is to and to top it off my cloths came out dirtier washed then they were before
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