Just a question
personally and hope to never have to do it again
Davinia Michelle MoonShine
but you can call me Davi
Come out, come out wherever you are!
No, I can't even begin to imagine it.
As soon as forever is through, I'll be over you.
I stayed in a homeless shelter and it was a living hell and i hated it with a STRONG passion.the people there were assholes and the food(if you can call it that)was outrageously disgusting.i hated it and i'd rather be on the streets then back there again.just thank god(if there is 1) your still alive and stop moping in your own self pity.sorry if this offended you i apologize.
I want to cry but my pride won't let me.
A time I lived in a hotel but I guess thats different
I had a roof over my head.
I tried to help but all I seem to do is hurt
not only her but myself Bonnie Mckee When it all comes down
I'm so sorry about your current situation. I hope you stay strong. Your situation might not get better immediately, but it could be a lot worse.
My government recently burned down hundreds of thousands of people's homes and businesses and destroyed makeshift orphanges and shelters for poor people, because it claims they were illegal. Now there are thousands of poor, shelterless, jobless, angry people walking around, and it's winter ontop of that. It's the most inhumane thing this regime has ever done. I live in Zimbabwe, Africa.
I think we should be angry at the governments of the world - where you live, where I live - all over, because homelessness should no longer be a problem, yet it is. Homelessness affects us all, and it just makes me angry that people have to suffer because of it. Anyway, that's my two cents.
I know it's hard not to be suicidal right now, but keep writing and posting on oasis (little comfort I know), but at least you know someone- even if it's just someone on the other side of the planet, cares about your problems...
Um...I hope I didn't piss you off.
Signed: call me what you will.
Once I ran away from home, down to NYC, and I lived in Central Park for a couple of weeks. My mum figured out where I was and picked me up. Not sure if that counts as homeless, because I chose it. I felt like I couldn't go home, and mentally I didn't have a home.
Speak roughly to your little boy, and beat him when he sneezes: he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases. -Lewis Carroll, a man with little sense, and much imagination