I fuckin took off this morning, to get my prescriptions located in the next town. Took 3 hours walking. But I got my meds and I'm at the library now. Stole a roll of toilet paper from their restroom while I was at it. DOn't ask me how, but my shoes are still decently dry, they're just a regular pair of free tenners I got at the mission before they made me leave.
So I'm thinking now...saturday it's back to the streets..can't get into a shelter...I could go back to Cleveland and there I'm guaranteed shelter, food. More than I am here. I REALLY don't like the idea of sleeping in abandoned buildings and shit...I'm already a paranoid anxious person. But I'd be walking. yeah. Walking. 53 miles. Over a day. Unless I conned my mom into buying a bus ticket or taking me. Gah. Maybe I'm fucking insane but I have nothing left.
So I'm thinking now...saturday it's back to the streets..can't get into a shelter...I could go back to Cleveland and there I'm guaranteed shelter, food. More than I am here. I REALLY don't like the idea of sleeping in abandoned buildings and shit...I'm already a paranoid anxious person. But I'd be walking. yeah. Walking. 53 miles. Over a day. Unless I conned my mom into buying a bus ticket or taking me. Gah. Maybe I'm fucking insane but I have nothing left.
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