car stolen please read, new car stolen by parents again Options

[Tressa95]

Whats up guys. Dont reconize to many names. Actually I miss reading everything you guys posted it was always fun learning about my car. I havent grown up yet thats for sure. I had to get practicle though and sold my pride, joy and life. I sold my 95 celica yes the coolest ****ing 6gc car ever (no offense) I picked everything out for that car. Shopped around and paid out the ass for good ****. I cleaned it and drove it the way it wanted to be driven (the way I taught it to drive) The thing cornered like a dream and hell I got more looks in that car than I can talk about. Guys in Brand new Vettes would ask me what it was, comments and adoring looks everywhere I went. I couldnt wait till spring came so I could bump my system down the road and look for other "car mates" to play or drive with. The car was a 95 and looked better than most new cars. I opened a business and had to sell it. I had delveries and well got sick of pulling up to customers in beater cars in my eyes it didnt look to good. I didnt have money so I through the car on ebay I got an offer for 6k and took it. They didnt take the parts I offered. The turbo set-up that could have been sold for oh I dont know 1300 or the stock ****ing radio or how about the seats I offered I offered everything with the car. They just wanted a cool car for the wife to drive to work that was a few blocks away. That was the saddest day when it left my driveway for good. So I drove the piece of **** camry around for awhile till I found the perfect car. I found it an 08 nauticle (cant think of it right now window sticker got stolen with the car) blue manual tC. I remember you guys saying that tC stood for Toyota Celica and to be honest I kind of hated it at first. A little too big no leather and well I wanted the black head liner. But overall I grew to love that car. I got the gear ratio and the rpms to sync pretty well and it never did when I bought it. The seat a little too big but with a lean here a lean there and a scoot there I learned my car like it was the only thing that mattered until. . . Sept 07. My parents well they started going through a divorce. my mom she laughed when my heartbroken dad broke the "news" I was working 80 hours a week and trying to keep my head up. My parents stopped fighting and started ganging up on me actually. My brother well he was into hard drugs alot of them and me alot of pot. It calmed me actually it freed me. I was able to say anything I needed to say with out being scared of people cutting me off or telling me to shut up. I always have opinions and everyone wants to tell me Im a bitch. Anyways, I have this pretty shinny new ****ing cars and get this. . . I can drive through construction zones!!!! It was amazing to drive and not worry about scrapping. So the worse it got here the more I drove. I put like 5,000 miles on that stolen gem in like 2 months. WEll one day I seriously freaked out I went into the back of my shope to smoke and crash. . . . broke a very special chillum. I was really shakey for a few days and I thought it was nerves from my dad following me. He once hid his car around the other side of my business in west chicago after a high speed chase down fair oaks while Im trying to make a delivery to Ameribanc in Bloomingdale. He finally turned off and I calmed down a little bit afterall he was supposed to be at work. So I make my delivery and pull into Copy That the business I sold the Celica for and out walks my dad. No car just him. I got so freaked out I got back in my car and left but Im sure where I went thats about when the nerves started kicking in. I dont know what happened except I took 2 weeks off from fox and hound I had only worked 80 hours for the last year and the managers started treating me like ****. So I dont remember the order it was 2 years ago but I couldnt take how I felt and knew there was something wrong with my BODY. So I remember this. I said I cant wait for my doctor. I didnt think I could felt like I might die. Actually my body wouldnt let me wait another day I wasnt nervous anymore I was sick. I pulled into CDH took one last hit off my hitter put it in the glove box and said here goes nothing. Walked into the er thinking Im so not going to believed. "what are your symptoms" Well Im sweaty and well clamy and kinda shakey. But I cant focus my left eye" So I take my contact out throw it in the garbage and read the eye chart but I couldnt focus straight and I said I cant do it. Do what? I cant get my eye to go straight. WEll at that they say you have get this 20/40 vision. Never heard of that actually. So they take me to this room with this bed and I am told to get a brain scan by dr. ****ing phillips. Funny thing is I went to the ER for medical help and was SCARED into a ****ing "brain scan" So I left thinking I had a tumor of some sort on the left side of my head and went to Fox and Hound to see what manager was there. They dont leave till 4am or later. Chris was there getting into his grandma of an integra the auto that had way too many coffee stains. I said to him, I think I need to get a brain scan and I might not be back to work for a bit. FYI I might have cancer (sarcasam) I was tricked into that CT. So I drive myself back actually I brought my brother my neighbor kept saying you dont want to go you dont know whats going to happen and my brother sat there like a friend. Come to think of it I dont remember the CT at all. I remember my mom and Ty the neighbor standing at a not so ER hospital door while I was on a bed trying to stay awake and not freak out because I felt like wtf is going on where is a real doctor Im ****ing sick over here. I thought I might be there for a couple days since the sympotms were so weird but I was finally diagnosed with hyperthyroid by Dr. Vosickey my primary physcian who said I had a deadly combination of off the charts thyroid and extreamly low blood pressure. Long story short, they kept me for 9 ****ing days and "rediagnosed me" bi ****ing polar for driving my car 5000 funcking miles. My parents put me in 2 more hospitals and well stole $4500 telling me I didnt have ****ing money even though i had oh 10k in the bank. wonder where that went. My parents had me in Glen Oaks for like 17 days being stuck with Aderol shots and no matter how many drugs they pumped into me I stayed alert why cause I wanted out of hell. Hell my house but oh go home to the ****ing parents that just ruined you life. The one you worked for and tried for. The one that just bought that new tC that is yes guys missing. Not here and I cant even smoke in the garage anymore. I have so much to say. I was beat by a Schaumburg "cop" on the 29th of dec in an abondon lot between two buildings. Brought to the hospital on a body board rolled off and left for dead I swear I think Im work more dead than alive. Went to CDH and they tried to commit me again. Parents oh so concerned. Left me in county for 4 days on a cement slab with no pads and one pair of underwear not to mention no showers. and they said we'll be back with your money and instead they left me there to get "help with my head" jail not a hospital you know. So I still wouldnt stop driving after butcherd pedals and a trans that felt more like an auto than a manuel and oh **** a sit that ****ed my already ****ed up body up by crushing my hips and well pushing my ribs under my tits you know totally distorting mt whole body. Parents never even called the lawyer that didnt show up at the police department or hospital. Anyways afer all this, I get arrested again on Monday for a false ****ing warrant that cost $583.00 to get out and all I kept saying is I cant imagine what theyare doing to my car now. Oh yes first time I got out of county my rear view mirror was covered by my visor. So I went to Toyota after Toyota and took pic after pic and calle scion corp. The day I was thinking about calling them actually the minute I picked the phone up to call them Nick my brother boxes me in and then my parents come flying down the street in the blazer and block me in well that wasnt enough so they get my dads audi and pull it behind me oh **** here comes neighbor jeff to finish off the poor beat girl and cropped chopped and oh fake tC. So now my dad has the keys he stole out of the ignition and well im locked in the car with dREX the ****ing dragon and I call the cops. Im freaked the **** out you know I have 4 cars blocking me in for not coming home when Im 27 years old with a missing ipod and oh an employee that stole it and my ****ing gps. get locked in my own business cut my ass out of plastic and sylicone with ****ing scissors trying to do my uncles job that holy **** my customers dont pay anymore and my dad stole my ****ing car again. I had to vent. anyone want to see in my bag or maybe know where my car is or well would let me drive a reall stick shift tc so I can remember what its like please call me 630-201-2589 Kinda newvous he stole my car right before my feb 13 court date and oh my so called boyfriend wouldnt let me use his car for court in the morning let alone call me back or answer any of my calls so Im kinda looking for a friend please no bitches no liars and only real cars please. havent driven a real car in a while. still broken and seriously at the end of well i think maybe my life. been running around with broken bones i have bones in my theighs and hips that well are missing. croocked neck and an inverted middle section. Kinda conveinent the car goes missing when Scion calls.

Thanks for listening
Tressa

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