Did I mention I hate people? I 'specially hate when it's NOT crowded and they stand directly beside me on the platform. Call me paranoid but hell I live in a um.."Soprano" neighborhood. Any white person 2 ME has potential "Soprano" connects and I think they're going to push me on the train tracks. Of course, that doesn't stop me from trying 2 move this retard "obvious 'Soprano'" dude away from me.
First I cough in his face. He doesn't even blink. So I didn't even think twice, I took my umbrella and jabbed him in the leg and then I swung my purse over my shoulder, slapping him. Lmfao..ye he was THAT close to be slapped by my purse. (U KNOW white ppl have no sense of personal space) he moved over.
I looked 2 my right and see a younger "Soprano dude" he's looking at me with a smirk, as if he's saying "no she didn't" but paranoid me is thinking.."oh shit, they're gonna jump me and there's no one else around." Look to the left..thank God here comes the train. On the train, I'm peeking at both of them every 2 seconds. Oh great, a messican got on with a backpack the size of a human. I wonder if he knws I'm friends with Mogul? (U knw they have a hit out on he and his ppl) Gosh wut stop is this?!? I've got to get off this train!! Lmfao.
*ding dong* thank u 4 riding the MTA


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