fuck, man
today i was mugged.
i was sitting on the ground outside the Morgan Ave. station of the L train in brooklyn, at around 7:45 pm, and i was about to leave to isabel's house.
2 guys walked by me and asked for a cigarette--i told them that i was smoking clips, and i didn't have one.
they walked to the corner of the street, then came back and went into the train station. after 2 minutes, one of the guys runs out, and i look at him running off. as i turn my face, i see--for a split second--the bottom of a sneaker. then it proceeds to smash me in the nose/mouth. then they took my bag and ran away.
fucking assholes. fucking pussy-ass BITCHES. it's not even losing my STUFF i care about (well, except for the necklace my boyfriend made me... :( ) but more that they pulled it off in such a cheap way. fucking losers.
i called the cops from some dude's phone, and spent 2 hours at the station/driving around looking for them. the ONE time cops have been nice/necessary to me. also, they drove me all the way to forest hills so i didn't have to take the train.
my face hurts... but i'm alright. and happy that i wasn't stabbed or shot or something worse.
i was sitting on the ground outside the Morgan Ave. station of the L train in brooklyn, at around 7:45 pm, and i was about to leave to isabel's house.
2 guys walked by me and asked for a cigarette--i told them that i was smoking clips, and i didn't have one.
they walked to the corner of the street, then came back and went into the train station. after 2 minutes, one of the guys runs out, and i look at him running off. as i turn my face, i see--for a split second--the bottom of a sneaker. then it proceeds to smash me in the nose/mouth. then they took my bag and ran away.
fucking assholes. fucking pussy-ass BITCHES. it's not even losing my STUFF i care about (well, except for the necklace my boyfriend made me... :( ) but more that they pulled it off in such a cheap way. fucking losers.
i called the cops from some dude's phone, and spent 2 hours at the station/driving around looking for them. the ONE time cops have been nice/necessary to me. also, they drove me all the way to forest hills so i didn't have to take the train.
my face hurts... but i'm alright. and happy that i wasn't stabbed or shot or something worse.