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This is how it’s going to be from here on out…nothing more nothing less. Got it?

It should have came to myself sooner out here than it all slowly coming to myself while it all just seems to hit myself and my head from out of the blue and at random odd times even. No worries there I guess right? Wrong! It’s not just that though even. You take the shit hitting my head from out of the blue is just … Continue reading This is how it’s going to be from here on out…nothing more nothing less. Got it?

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https://www.baltimoresun.com/maryland/anne-arundel/bs-xpm-2011-11-19-bs-ar-emmaus-thanksgiving-20111119-story.html

This story is so very eye opening at best. The things that we all tend to take for granted until we no longer have those things within this life and our lives. Be thankful for all that you have and will get. Continue reading https://www.baltimoresun.com/maryland/anne-arundel/bs-xpm-2011-11-19-bs-ar-emmaus-thanksgiving-20111119-story.html

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Waking up

Well this morning has been no different than any other morning has been for the last year I would say. I sat there thinking it was still a weekday for one. For another I had thoughts concerning a person swimming around in my brain. The thoughts never quite seem to leave me. They just grab me by the jugular squeezing ever so tightly with all … Continue reading Waking up

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Out with it already

I’ve been debating on an issue of mine that is of quite importance to myself. I need/want to know if I should put out a story of sorts. It’s more that the whole entire situation is vitally important in the sense that I have been in and still am in a really fucked up position. Now I’m the first one to lay blame where blame … Continue reading Out with it already

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Meet the homeless woman who has spent two years living in a tent near Guildford – Surrey Live

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Bitter cold

This winter weather is for the birds I tell ya! It’s not so bad when one has an actual place they call home. A place where not only can they be off,away from the world and people but they can be in a place of their own all warm and snug. We never think of those who are less unfortunate than we are in having … Continue reading Bitter cold

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Protected: An account of my abuser and his (hidden,silent,unknown and harmful) ways of abuse and continued abuse in various ways of myself. Exposing his abusive and controlling ways over me and my life.

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Roughing It

With #LockdownEasing, we'll be able to spend more time outside. However, for people facing #homelessness and #RoughSleeping, spending time outdoors is not a choice. Find out how you can help the vulnerable people on the streets 👇 https://t.co/PhjejPCrLy — St Mungo's (@StMungos) April 19, 2021 Continue reading Roughing It

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Homeless: Saturday. May 11, 2019.

If I am living end soup kitchen. I thought about Tidus tonight. It felt like Fred crawled into the bed next to me and was sending weird ideas into my head. I could not stop hearing words beneath the snores, and then some macho dickwad came and lulled me into resignation about needing a man […] Homeless: Saturday. May 11, 2019. Continue reading Homeless: Saturday. May 11, 2019.

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