Where I live junkies ask you for change and or a cigarette, and people who lounge in their shitty apartment verandas across our parking lot play music to any girls i'm with as we go and/or leave my house while they call me a cunt, also the shop in our street gets hassled all the fucking time by a group of young teeny boppers who think it's funny to grab and throw down the shutters and shout "I din' do' nuttin'" when that same shop worker, who works about 15 hours every fucking day decides he's not serving them. 

The junkies are my favourite because they're super polite tho <3 c: