Don’t move in with an ex, ever.

You'd think I'd know better but I moved out to New York City for a month July 1st, till August 1st when I left abruptly due to living with a bitch.
So the site hasn't been updated and I was all alone in NYC. It sucked ass. I'd try to find pleasure there by going to union square and talking to strangers.
I met shady ass people with names like "Shadow" "Jib jab" and "ashy larry". Before moving there I was a good kid, now I'm addicted to shotgunning crack smoke out of hookers mouths because I got alot of hookers out there and I guess they all smoke crack. I rode the subway alot to kill time and look for free performances of children break dancing for money, the reason I did this is because children are weak and since I'm bigger than them I had no problem drop kicking them while they were dancing and stealing there money. It was a spectacle, the other passages loved it so much they promptly handed me more money! Which I bought crack with from Shadow & Jib Jab.