Day ? being homeless, actully homeless,homeless.
got put out of my living arangements last night because the bitch that i was staying with aqused me of stealing her shampoo. I wanted to choke the bitch but something inside me told me to not say anything, just act polite, and pack my shit.
I don't know about you guys but when you move in somewhere you somehow collect more shit, weather it be cloths, books, random shit etc.
wandering around birmingham 9pm last night trying to find somewhere to sleep. managed to find a spot that seemed secure and out of the way from public.
reached in my bag and pulled out my bottle of vodka that someone was nice enough to buy me yesterday and began to drink. i didn't get fucked up, just a shot or 2 to kill the pain i had burried inside me. evuntally i passed out, woke up around 7am this morning. walked to this AA club house that was down the street from where I crashed, hung out there for a little bit, used one of the guys phone to call my mom. she answered it, i woke her up. she works long 12hour shifts pretty much all week. so she wasn't to happy with me.
guess no one is happy with me because no matter who i contact or who i hang with no one wants me around. eh i'm fucking homeless what am i suspose to get? money doesn't seem to cut it, and the streets FUCKING SUCK!
Pride is a mother fucker. here i am, raised in a big house in a good part of town, good loving family. had dreams and goals of doing something with my life. now look at me now, walking around town with a backpack,sleepingbag attached to my backpack,skateboard hooked into my BP,roller travel suitcase, with a pillow tied to it. i guess its a good thing that i had 2 pairs of shoes because the strings can come in handy. havn't eatn shit since yesterday, managed to find a old bag of jelly beans that i'm munchin on now. give me some sugar atleast, better than nothing right?
got work today at 3pm at Arbys, i wonder what they are going to say when they see me with all this fucking shit with me. hopefully i wont loose my job.
seems like my goal moving out west to denver isn't going to happen.
got put out of my living arangements last night because the bitch that i was staying with aqused me of stealing her shampoo. I wanted to choke the bitch but something inside me told me to not say anything, just act polite, and pack my shit.
I don't know about you guys but when you move in somewhere you somehow collect more shit, weather it be cloths, books, random shit etc.
wandering around birmingham 9pm last night trying to find somewhere to sleep. managed to find a spot that seemed secure and out of the way from public.
reached in my bag and pulled out my bottle of vodka that someone was nice enough to buy me yesterday and began to drink. i didn't get fucked up, just a shot or 2 to kill the pain i had burried inside me. evuntally i passed out, woke up around 7am this morning. walked to this AA club house that was down the street from where I crashed, hung out there for a little bit, used one of the guys phone to call my mom. she answered it, i woke her up. she works long 12hour shifts pretty much all week. so she wasn't to happy with me.
guess no one is happy with me because no matter who i contact or who i hang with no one wants me around. eh i'm fucking homeless what am i suspose to get? money doesn't seem to cut it, and the streets FUCKING SUCK!
Pride is a mother fucker. here i am, raised in a big house in a good part of town, good loving family. had dreams and goals of doing something with my life. now look at me now, walking around town with a backpack,sleepingbag attached to my backpack,skateboard hooked into my BP,roller travel suitcase, with a pillow tied to it. i guess its a good thing that i had 2 pairs of shoes because the strings can come in handy. havn't eatn shit since yesterday, managed to find a old bag of jelly beans that i'm munchin on now. give me some sugar atleast, better than nothing right?
got work today at 3pm at Arbys, i wonder what they are going to say when they see me with all this fucking shit with me. hopefully i wont loose my job.
seems like my goal moving out west to denver isn't going to happen.