4:27 am, on a Wednesday morning.
im watching Space Jam with Johnny and Andy, sitting on the floor typing again. We went to Turnbull Canyon, a pretty creepy place that a good number of people have died at and/or been murdered at. Its a pretty interesting place, i just wished that we wouldve gone inside the actual canyon and lurked around the surrounding area. haha, never the less, it was a pretty awesome night just driving around listening to music. I kind of needed this night with the whole UNEMPLOYEMENT thing boiling over.
Also, there are high chances that soon i will be homeless. Im literally on the verge of being kicked out of my house because i cant get a job. The permanent modification of my earloabs have prevented me from obtaining a job in order to support myself.
15 months of pain and hardwork, all to be ripped from my ear. Forever leaving a lasting mark on something i did for personal pleasure.
No longer can i say, that my body is mine and will not effect living conditions.
Right along with me being a jobless hobo, i am a lonely pesticide. Something that isnt wanted or appreciated.
But all i can really do at the moment, is sit back and wait for things to improve. no. i have to forcefully make things improve, for myself and the people that i surround myself with.
im trying to make this all better, but its a long hard road that i might not be able to take right now. Running off to Indiana seems kinda nice, although everything i hoped for and loved in California will be put at stake.
at least i have people here to help me through this, even though it feels like no ones here for me.
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