So
Here we are, been here for just about a month, 3 days shy, but none the less.
Been quite the journey.
Still looking for job, still working on the fleas.
Still working on my self.
Missing home and missing my family is what is really starting to get to me, but hey, such is the way of the world. I gotta do this for me, I have to keep telling myself that.
Not like any one wants me to go home any ways.
But hey. I still have a place here and that is all that matters, right?
As long as my love still wants me here, I will be here. Or out on the streets I think at this point.
Still looking for a job. Although, been here for just about a month and I've had two calls fro interviews. Just have to stop smoking the reefer and everything will be okay.
I'll get a decent job and s**t will go so much smoother I think.
I got this.
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I adopted a running, green, p***s!
Name: Shapoopy
Age: 12
Likes: Chicken
Dislikes: Ceilings
Owner: Madam Tupyn
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I adopted a running, green, p***s!
Name: Shapoopy
Age: 12
Likes: Chicken
Dislikes: Ceilings
Owner: Madam Tupyn
Get one now!