So the other night I was light weight turning up with my girls and this boy I met a couple of times came down from town to “chill” the girls wanted to go home already so I said ok he can take me. Worst fucking idea ever. He asked for me to get him water since he wasn’t drinking and gas(bum). So I said ok. I get out the car grab my cash tell the attendant and she looks at me funny.
I look outside where she’s looking at and the car is gone, with him driving in it, with my whole fuxking purse. I think to myself you’ve got to be fuxking kidding me I would have never that, that would happen to me, or my family&friends. Like wtf. So I talk to the cops who were no help at all because I smelt like alcohol and they thought I didn’t know what I was talking about (fuck cops). Then I get a ride from my friend.
I find out his number on my phone holder account online and me and couple other people blow his fucking phone up. Even my parents. He only replies when he here’s I made a police report and returned it two days later(today/lastnight-it’s midnight).
but I’m still going through with the prosecution this fuxker spent money in my credit card.