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i'm listening to die young by ke$ha... and am going to be utterly homeless for a little while. like squatting in an abandoned house homeless...
foreboding? maybe... i did party alot along the way... whatever.
but yeah, golf clubs as my only weapon to fend off whatever and whoever, sleeping on a floor that might collapse, visiting the library everyday to get a job, or into a homeless shelter, or SSI/SSA, medicaid(or medicare) and SNAP, or into jobcorps. if i go into jobcorps, i might then try to get into college since everyone where i am (seems) to hate me and (seemingly) couldn't care less if i died. so fuck 'em. i appreciate everything they did, but being angry and lashing out for no apparent reason is not cool. and if YOU are reading this "friend" just know that "he" lashed out for no real reason either, so it isn't just you. and reply with whatever you want, i don't care, i don't have the time to care.
anyway, college. since i have no real reason to stay in this backwater town i will go to college and further my education (maybe, i don't know how much jobcorps will help exactly...) all i know is i am going to be... quick to anger... hope everything is okay for all you.
as a last note (however legal this is or not...) just in case i DO die (which i will try not to let happen.) i leave all my possesions to my mother and have everyone who reads this as my witness.
now DO NOT WORRY ABOUT ME. if i die even after all my fighting, then it was meant to be my "lesson" for this life. (my spiritual beliefs)