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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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I totally agree with you.....some people are just given a bad hand in life, and it sucks, because there isn't really anything that society can do to prevent that. However, what excuses can we/will we make for the 13-16 year old's who have perfectly good homes to go to every night, but CHOOSE to be on the streets because their parents don't approve of their lifestyle? 9 times out of 10, this "lifestyle" that the parents aren't approving of is indeed, not healthy nor safe etc... We make tons of choices every day - some make smart ones, some don't. |
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gslse - you're a wise person - I respect you for your fortitude in life and succint writing style :crooked:
Anyway, bliss, you need to chill the fuck out. Going around calling people rich kids is about the dumbest thing you could do and its so juvinile We all come from different socio-cultural and economic backgrounds, and as I wouldn't hack you for coming from a lower bracket (which is what I'm guessing) you should never use their background against them. But lets face it, we all make choices, and yours and mine have gotten us to our respective positions. I've always worried about becoming homeless. It's been one of my greatest fears ever. Then I realized that you've have to be either a) on drugs or b) mentally ill - either that or choose to live on the streets I suppose. But you seem fairly sane, and perhaps hard-drug free, so do you choose to do this? I am convinced that if you make an effort - ie, cut your hair, borrow some decent clothes, and fucking pound the pavement like every other person out there, you'd get results. The question for you is: are you prepared to sacrifice? Society presents hoops to jump through for us - it doesn't mean you have to change yourself, but rather who you are for parts of the day. I, for instance, become a snotty desk agent at a hotel wearing a fucking 3 piece suit, but I'll still throw on a pair of phatty pants when I'm going out. I conform for part of the day, and I resume my life when I'm done. Life really is a stage - we're all acting some way or another. Your challenge is to take to the limelight gracefully. |
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*sniff* you used my emoticon. |
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Just thot id come back and tell ya'll about another annoying incident that happend on my way to work today. I was at the bus stop (cuz im cool) and a lady comes over and asks me for change, hey im in a good mood sure why not. I open my purse and look for some I hand her what I have expecting her to say thanks and carry on the next person. But no, she looks down see's I have a pack of smokes "oh hunny would u mind giving me a smoke or two also, im just aching for one".. Ugh fine, give her a smoke. She asks to use my lighter , I let her. Then she asks if she can keep it! Umm how about no. Just as I thought she was leaving I closed my bag and started eating some cookies I had for lunch, she waddles her little butt back over and yes, Asks me for a cookie! I gave her the bag and walked to the next stop.. I wanted to able to get on the bus with atleast something left. Im not saying I dont mind sharing, but she should just be greatful for what I gave her in the first place. Im done now. :)
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that fucking sucks. crazy hobo. i had a funny rapping jamaican guy come up to me downtown after work asking us for a word. the deal was he would rap about any word we gave him so my buddy says "equity" and this guy raps about equity for about 3 blocks so we gave him some change and he let. quite funny. yesterday at the cambie after work an irish guy sang an irish ballad so he says for about 5 bones. pretty funny too.
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I was harassed hardcore by a dude walking home from Twisted, I almost wooped him on the sidewalk. He got right up into my face and wanted me to go buy him something, I gave him some change and he still wanted more, like FUCK dude, i'll go get you a job application, godamn.
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Knowing several people born below the poverty line who've ended up homeless for a period of time or two, however, there are people out there who, unfortunately, are born proverbely shafted. Most of these people have never turned to drugs, ever, after going through what they did. my total respect goes out to these people. not making excuses for the others though, or my own actions, take this into account: you're homeless. life 'sucks'. it's 3am and your huddled around your few meager possessions and you havn't eaten in 5 days. That sketchy fuck just across the alley's been eyeing you down for the last couple days and you're pretty sure it's gonna come to blows, all for your shoes. you're tired and don't feel like getting shanked or getting your ass kicked. you could doze off, sketchy as that sounds. or two, go do some jib, be right wired and agro enough to take on near anything until you can find some sleep during the day in a park. eh, you won't even be hungry anymore. one of your sweatshirts will easily go for a half gram, it's not in all that bad condition... with those options, the latter sure does seem tempting... |