Yo, 45 MINUTES STUCK BETWEEN 163RD AND 155TH STREET ON THE A TRAIN TODAY BECAUSE OF A TRACK FIRE and then as soon as I got out of the subway some fucker LITERALLY ran a red light RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME and nearly ran me over and I've never wished to still be a cop so much so I could FINE that guy's ass from here til Sunday!
How do you guys stay calm when shit happens? Like, this weekend has just been un-fucking-believable and I keep accidentally shredding my couch when I get pissed off thinking about it, and I think I lost a couple of cat lives when that car nearly hit me plus I was
legit panting on the subway 'cause it got mad hot. Like, how are people not blowing shit up left and right every time the trains are fucked?
[VIOLET, ALEX, JANET, BRYAN, ISAAC]OK I've decided to forgive you all. Just don't lie to me again, okay?