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Here is some of the truth

The truth just like looks can be very deceiving i must say. Just when you think that what you hold within your hands is the honest to god truth then think again. The truth may just be stranger than you may think. All of my troubles that i have gone thru in the last 5 or so years comes down to being the sole person … Continue reading Here is some of the truth

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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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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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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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Here’s How Homelessness in New York Compares to the Rest of the Country

Samuel Stebbins, 24/7 Wall St. via The Center Square Jan 29, 2022 Homelessness is on the rise in the United States. According to a study published by the National Alliance to End Homelessness, the number of Americans experiencing homelessness has grown each year since 2015. As of January 2020, there were an estimated 580,466 Americans experiencing […] Here’s How Homelessness in New York Compares to the … Continue reading Here’s How Homelessness in New York Compares to the Rest of the Country

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Crimes and abuse perpetrated against myself by a couple of individuals

It’s been a hard road for me to have gone thru as well as to be away from the circumstances, situations, people,etc.. it was never an easy one to go thru when you are and were being abused as well as having crimes committed against yourself only to not know the whole way thru things that you were intentionally and on purpose put through the … Continue reading Crimes and abuse perpetrated against myself by a couple of individuals

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