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Serious Im such an abused dog ive decided to live in a cardboard box

homeless on the spectrum

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Im an abused dog with insane derealization

I dont even think im a real person sometimes

i spent a year freezing in shit stained tents on a plantation with a fungal infection in my lungs, battling multiple rats every night, over $1,000 wasted on bean bags (they kept getting moldy)

now its like im recalling that whole period in 3rd person with a birds eye view of my tent, trying to live like that and kid myself that i could make it work has.... done something to me...

Im currently in a homeless shelter my aunt on ny moms side runs, and seeing how normal people live pisses me the fuck off. This past month is the only period in the past 6 years of my life i have had a bed to sleep on in a habitable room

Where is the mold? Where is the pedophile harassing you?

Fuck house dwellers
Fuck nornies
Fuck my worthless back lungs and family

you can all suck my moldy cock. Catch me under the bridge in my cardboard box
 
this has gotta be schizo posting
I have never been more serious in my life

Prior to the plantation tent hell i was living in a tent in my dads backyard, he fucked with the room i was in to make me sick. Prior to that i was in a moldy flat

I returned to my dads late last year, and he fucked with the flat to make me sick again. I left march this year to go hobo permenantly, living on the street is actually great in comparison.

Sounds crazy? Whats crazy is i have been drinking 20+ standard drinks a day this entire time, and i can still military press 90kg when i should be dead
 
I have never been more serious in my life

Prior to the plantation tent hell i was living in a tent in my dads backyard, he fucked with the room i was in to make me sick. Prior to that i was in a moldy flat

I returned to my dads late last year, and he fucked with the flat to make me sick again. I left march this year to go hobo permenantly, living on the street is actually great in comparison.

Sounds crazy? Whats crazy is i have been drinking 20+ standard drinks a day this entire time, and i can still military press 90kg when i should be dead
i dont know what to say to this tbh, goodluck i suppose, this freaks me out, just hope you have friends to confide in.
 
i dont know what to say to this tbh, goodluck i suppose, this freaks me out, just hope you have friends to confide in.
Thanks bro

Dont worry about me. The day i rope or get punemonia and die will be the best day of my worthless r****d life

But considering the roping hasnt happened yet i doubt it ever will
 
Thanks bro

Dont worry about me. The day i rope or get punemonia and die will be the best day of my worthless r****d life

But considering the roping hasnt happened yet i doubt it ever will
dont rope, theres always hope, ive been in some pretty dire situations before not as bad as that but still, just make sure you have some sense of community/safety/security. you need a stable support system. and on the other side there are people doing worse and still have hope not to undermine your situation though.
 

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