Yeah, it was some bullshit tonight. We explored Homestead/Goulds… which is always a ton of fun — the bingo palace, abandoned-industrial places…all of it including Taco Bell (holler)… but then we ended up in Cutler Ridge,
Yamile, who I haven’t seen in years, apparently moved back to Culter after almost a year in god knows where… and of course Jose, JHR, and Yamile got into a huge row. I stayed out of it. I always do.
Her and Jose were drunk and violent as usual, the three of us (Jose, JHR + me) left (read: ran) when Yamile ran back up to the apartment – we didn’t want to find out whether or not she was sober enough to find her brother’s gun.
What’s with so many people with guns? Granted, it’s just Yamile and Jose… but Hummie (from Goulds) was quick with a pistol too… sixteen year olds can’t legally own those can they?
The exploring should have been left in high school…between yesterday’s guard dogs and Yamile’s pistols – it’s getting too dangerous now.
