Sheesh. I was so pissed on Sat.. WHy u may ask? Cause some peice of Muthafurckin coward went and cut through the chains on my bike and robbed me of it. Its barely 1 month old and that Baurstard had the freaking guts to go rob my bike in broad daylight, where cars come and go and commuters walk along oh so frequently.
I stand corrected, he and his accomplice if he had any, aren't cowards, their freakin cowards. Didn't have the guts to wait for me to catch them in the act so i could beat the freaking life out of them for robbing me of MY bike.
It ain't about the price of the bike, it ain't about how long i had it, it ain't about what your stuff was, its about the word MY. Its about having something of yours taken away from you, about lost history, lost memories that would have been yours had it still been in your posession. It's about the word MINE, and having some, stranger, molest your posession, take what's yours away from you, is so, so much more depressing then having lost it.
Just like my bro Endy said, God is a just God. He is my justice, and my peace and comforter. All that happens from now, i leave in His hands.
