Car was broken into, for the second time.

It’s moments like this, that I need someone to be my rock. I’ve been through this situation before, call the insurance, call the police, and wait for the tow. I know what I need to do, I just keep moving getting shit down, and once my mind wines down from overdrive, then my emotions kick in. And I just need a warm hug, and someone to tell me I’m ok. There’s nobody here. I am alone.

My new tires are now replaced with ghetto old tires, my key doesn’t fit the ignition, and why do they keep ripping out the dash board? Is there something in there that I don’t know about? Silver lining, none of my windows were smashed. 😑

Now my next step… Learn how to buy a car.

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