New York City

I hate this place; I really do. It's just too much, like why? Why exist? The city that never sleeps, come on; are you kidding me? The streets are paved with rats, pee, and garbage. The people are rude, testy and more hungry for money than love; so you can buy any one of em, if the number is right. The noise is nauseating and deafening. Between the 6 months of dynamite and firecrackers, the drunkenness year round, the maxed out speakers riding down the street with all the windows open, the dirt bike drag races, never ending construction sounds. I can't fucking hear myself think a thought.

There is nowhere to park, NOWHERE. It costs more to park your car than pay your car note and insurance combined. Mistakes are unforgivable and grace is nonexistent yet everyone is expecting grace and looking for forgiveness.

They hate the youth. Babies are born out of brokenness and boredom, I now understand why Brenda threw hers in the trash, and how the baby in losing Isaiah ended up there too. Babies are born orphaned whether they have parents or not. Have a baby and if it doesn't work the way I want it to, give it away, sell it, abuse it, get a new one, bury it, leave it somewhere "accidentally", or ignore it all together. Similar to the way children treat toys when the reality doesn't equate to the hype. So they treat the youth like Christmas catalogs only to be disappointed by New Years Eve. Santa delivered but I don't think I like this one.

The public school system is a joke and needs to go back to school itself. A new system is needed. The fuck is going on behind the walls of those building? Who put these people in charge? Parents care less than care about their defective toys so PTA is foreign to them; they have no clue, but ATM, they know these 3 letters intimately. So much so that it makes their mouths water and their dicks hard, unless it's a clitorus; which stiffens just the same.

Everyone is always in a rush to hurry up to get nowhere. Nobody has time to do anything; but if you're wondering, they're all too busy stuck in traffic, online or in line (arguing about nothing either way) waiting on uber for food or a ride, and gossiping about shit that they know little about and plan to do nothing about. Just talking cause my body comes equipped with a tongue and voice box. See. This must be the reason why WYD typically receives the reply: Nothing...SOS, same old shit.

The Spanish music across the street is numbing. Who TF said it was ok to just be loud 24/7, drugged and drunk whenever, wherever; then curse me out for bumping into you while I'm fighting thru the crowd of zombie idiots trying to get out of the way? It's the city standard, someone, somewhere is responsible; looks like the one who runs the city is the same as the kid with the wack ass toy. It looked fun and cool but not in person. NYC is a baby that raised themself, had a baby who did the same; and the cycle is just on a loop.

It's clear that the city that never sleeps is long overdue for some rest. It's tired. The big apple is rotten to the core and you can tell cause it stinks. The nerve, they actually charge for entry into hell. I was forced to go pay tithes and offering my entire childhood; terrified that if I was a sinner, I would die and end up in NYC. Smh