Being in a dirty cell with this guy with smell everywhere rude wnd uncaring guards who even harass at times and say mice or some shit or rats once in a while. Imagine the self reclection you would have in your lire:
Idk man, for the most part I've had good selacos, with money. But man I had this one essay (not like your term paper) and he was just annoying and so I started talking shit one night, and he started telling me to stfu.. and I went and grabbed his sandwhich and threw it in the toilet and clogged it up and banged on the cell door for the pig to take me somewhere else. It wasn't fun doing it. But the guy would just rant about about how he fucks over whyte people in my hood, but he didn't like it that I was telling him he's going away for a long time.
But yeah they moved me and my next celly was pretty cool and I was in a better place.
