soraya

soooo....

two nights ago, my car got broken into. i was only gone for an hour and when i got back it was completely ransacked, my bag, a bunch of random little unreplaceable personal shit, and my friend's brand new pair of very expensive shoes were gone. and the four dollars in meter change laying around the car....

i searched around the neighborhood for a couple hours, it was trash night, so i spent a good amount of time checking in every single trash can for the remnants of my bag, or anything that could of possibly been ditched. then i headed to the police station and filed a report. this happened at 8, i finally got my ass home at 1 in the morning.

i decided peeople fucking suck, i'm tired of the city bullshit, and that the amount of evil and crap outweighs any amount of good and kindness kciking around in the world, on both a small microcosmic level, as well as the greater scheme of things.
i also decided that i was fucking lucky as hell that this is all that happened, and well, cause i'm broke and don't own that much shit anyways, at least i didn't lose all kinds of expensive shit....and something a lot worse could have happened to me.

but wait, there's a much happier ending...
i get a call this morning. whoever stole my shit ditched it half a block away on someone's front porch. they went through it, didn't find any money or anything valuable and tossed it. the person whose porch it was on found my number from my address book in there and called to let me know.

my faith in humanity is once again restored. god i'm easy.

*** new pic for any and all who care. i was trying to finish the roll and i like how it turned out so i uploaded it into my pics***