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Speaking of witch, survival on the streets of Philly is very much about discipline, at least that's what the beautiful, cakling Starbucks witch Goddess whispered in my ear while having me tied up and raping me. Teasing. Me, giggling and she licked and nibbled but wouldn't let me shoot until I ate that perfect puss and are absolutely perfectly. My tongue slipped, so she slapped me witch I loved. I pretended otherwise and she saw right through it, whispering "oh. You like that, huh," grabbing the shaft of my dick and softly caressing my developing load through my unit. No release until she thoroughly released though, witch is how that needs to go - every time.
Then I woke up with the sheets covered in hot sweat.
So our "position" is this. We have $1.21 in PayPal and $.57 in cash. That's enough for my cheap cigs BUTT, what did we discuss?
We need to pay for coffees and dinners.
Worst case scenario cup of soups are $.49 at Giant, BUTT, over at Suburban Station Dolla Tree we should be able to score Ramen 6 for a buck. Last night I took my gym water bottle. put Ramen noodles in it, then poured hot water from the shower into that.
That settled my tummy right the fuck down after that long day/night of drinking, witch was absolutely necessary.
Now in addition to getting back to Wayne's people today, we gotta hit the library to properly check into probo, then we got free food at Broad St Ministry along with, God willing. My $505 reliacard shows up.
Then devices/storage/shelter - everything we spoke about.
Will my heart be smiling at the shelter? Nope. Dudes can be REALLY nasty, especially if you got valuables that they can see.
However, if you gonna come at my ability to speak to my dying Mother, or my ability to get my life together before she passes, unless you a crew of Bloods or something ready to pour acid into my eyes or you gonna hurt someone I love (not just say it) you should probably chill. Or maybe I should, whose to say. Just been there done that and at one me and this obnoxious dude were ready to kill eachother. I got kicked out of that shelter only because he was a piece of shit and I stood up to him.
Here's what I'm saying though. Dude talking shit? What point you trying to make. Loud phone guy in Starbucks, the book store. The hospital - eat shit. Loud on the phone guy - fuck you. You're a construction worker screaming over traffic to your boss? Of course I respect that. But you some jerkoff wannabe tough guy being loud in the book store because you've decided you're tough enough at this point that it's your environment and you'll do wtf you want, not considering anyone around you? Fuck you.
I hear your shit through my headphones and I wish death upon you, I really do. You're trying so hard to prove a point, Nx you're proving it to the wrong dude.
THOSE are the fuckers that piss me off. And the fuckhead snakes that pretend you're then rapidly switch gears usually chasing cash. Like that $1,200 ebt thief or the mace in the park over the fake blanket theft shit bags. Hope the three of them and burning in Hell as painfully as possible, as we speak. If they aren't already they sure as fuck will be.
At what point do you decide you're such a piece of shit that you're gonna pretend you care about a crying man sobbing over his Mother's pain. only yo switch gears and steal? Yes point where you burn in Hell for being a disgrace, that's what point that is.
Just the other day I had a guy ask me for money. I said no so he goes oh. You a racist, huh." At no point did I say or insinuate anything racist. Angleshooting piece of shit.
What did I do in return? I ignored it, then shouted to every person between he and I as I faded that he just called me a racist.
Oh. He didn't like that AT ALL. But fuck him and guck every "victim" of his if that's his disgusting fake ass, bitch ass way he came up with to force money put of people.
Fucking spit and piss on a piece of shit like that, for real.
Fuck that. This is Philly. and if you call someone certain things you can get them hurt or worse, so FUCK YOU. Angleshooting extraction, so I get it. Absolutely neaseatingly repulsive shit, but I get the disgusting train of thought.
You steal from Wawa? I could give a fuck. But you label me a racist or a snitch or whatever else to what could be your crew, all in a stupid little game to drain me and take away my ability to speak to my very I'll Mom, and get a place and a job before she passes.
Yeah. FUCK you.
This is shit that makes me want to get legally armed, witch I will likely be doing very soon. Til then it's mace and a Smith and Wesson knife, witch I am mind numblingly quick with, so there's that. Thats like $15 combined.Well prioritize that shit, but ONLY in self defense situations. Bloggers just be careful there because you pull it on a dude w others around and they'll for real jump you and use your own shit on you.
Just for shitbags like the muggers. The macers and anyone trying to falsely label me anything that could get me fucked up, there really isn't a choice.
The police are tough as fuck, especially in the Phillyidilly, butt yeah ' often they aren't around - and don't think that for a millisecond that people like anyone I just described aren't VERY TRAINED TO LOOK FOR SPOTS WHERE THERE ARE NO WITNESSWS OR POLICE. VERY, VERY TRAINED. JUST LIKE THAT GUITAR THIEF I TOKD YOU ABOUT.
Real shit. When called out you can see their eyes race looking for the slightest no police, no witnesses spot. All to protect the fact that they've given up on being respectable people and if anyone has anything to say about it, they'll just fuck them up.
That being said do what you gotta do against one person if he ain't holding, but don't get yourself knocked out or worse, and DEFINITELY DONT PISS OFF A CREW. A group of dudes stealing my few little things from a store DOES carry AT LEAST knives. Also they usually know to punch hard as fuck, they do drink a lot and you don't want them focused on you is what I'm saying.
Damn I need like 4 beers and 5 smokes, lol. That's how you know Steves is in withdrawal, when he starts talking like that. I didn't say anything not true. butt there's no point in dwelling on anything in life unless you're gonna do something constructive with it, real shit. Also just because three bags of shit shit on me doesn't mean anyone else did anything.
When I start dwelling it's time to drink a little, smoke a little and often work out, but since we gotta be disciplined here let's cut straight to the workout. Grr. Want my drank and smoke so bad. Real shit.
Anyway. back to business. Cold as fuck out. Butt should be a productive day. Salud, crew.
Then I woke up with the sheets covered in hot sweat.
So our "position" is this. We have $1.21 in PayPal and $.57 in cash. That's enough for my cheap cigs BUTT, what did we discuss?
We need to pay for coffees and dinners.
Worst case scenario cup of soups are $.49 at Giant, BUTT, over at Suburban Station Dolla Tree we should be able to score Ramen 6 for a buck. Last night I took my gym water bottle. put Ramen noodles in it, then poured hot water from the shower into that.
That settled my tummy right the fuck down after that long day/night of drinking, witch was absolutely necessary.
Now in addition to getting back to Wayne's people today, we gotta hit the library to properly check into probo, then we got free food at Broad St Ministry along with, God willing. My $505 reliacard shows up.
Then devices/storage/shelter - everything we spoke about.
Will my heart be smiling at the shelter? Nope. Dudes can be REALLY nasty, especially if you got valuables that they can see.
However, if you gonna come at my ability to speak to my dying Mother, or my ability to get my life together before she passes, unless you a crew of Bloods or something ready to pour acid into my eyes or you gonna hurt someone I love (not just say it) you should probably chill. Or maybe I should, whose to say. Just been there done that and at one me and this obnoxious dude were ready to kill eachother. I got kicked out of that shelter only because he was a piece of shit and I stood up to him.
Here's what I'm saying though. Dude talking shit? What point you trying to make. Loud phone guy in Starbucks, the book store. The hospital - eat shit. Loud on the phone guy - fuck you. You're a construction worker screaming over traffic to your boss? Of course I respect that. But you some jerkoff wannabe tough guy being loud in the book store because you've decided you're tough enough at this point that it's your environment and you'll do wtf you want, not considering anyone around you? Fuck you.
I hear your shit through my headphones and I wish death upon you, I really do. You're trying so hard to prove a point, Nx you're proving it to the wrong dude.
THOSE are the fuckers that piss me off. And the fuckhead snakes that pretend you're then rapidly switch gears usually chasing cash. Like that $1,200 ebt thief or the mace in the park over the fake blanket theft shit bags. Hope the three of them and burning in Hell as painfully as possible, as we speak. If they aren't already they sure as fuck will be.
At what point do you decide you're such a piece of shit that you're gonna pretend you care about a crying man sobbing over his Mother's pain. only yo switch gears and steal? Yes point where you burn in Hell for being a disgrace, that's what point that is.
Just the other day I had a guy ask me for money. I said no so he goes oh. You a racist, huh." At no point did I say or insinuate anything racist. Angleshooting piece of shit.
What did I do in return? I ignored it, then shouted to every person between he and I as I faded that he just called me a racist.
Oh. He didn't like that AT ALL. But fuck him and guck every "victim" of his if that's his disgusting fake ass, bitch ass way he came up with to force money put of people.
Fucking spit and piss on a piece of shit like that, for real.
Fuck that. This is Philly. and if you call someone certain things you can get them hurt or worse, so FUCK YOU. Angleshooting extraction, so I get it. Absolutely neaseatingly repulsive shit, but I get the disgusting train of thought.
You steal from Wawa? I could give a fuck. But you label me a racist or a snitch or whatever else to what could be your crew, all in a stupid little game to drain me and take away my ability to speak to my very I'll Mom, and get a place and a job before she passes.
Yeah. FUCK you.
This is shit that makes me want to get legally armed, witch I will likely be doing very soon. Til then it's mace and a Smith and Wesson knife, witch I am mind numblingly quick with, so there's that. Thats like $15 combined.Well prioritize that shit, but ONLY in self defense situations. Bloggers just be careful there because you pull it on a dude w others around and they'll for real jump you and use your own shit on you.
Just for shitbags like the muggers. The macers and anyone trying to falsely label me anything that could get me fucked up, there really isn't a choice.
The police are tough as fuck, especially in the Phillyidilly, butt yeah ' often they aren't around - and don't think that for a millisecond that people like anyone I just described aren't VERY TRAINED TO LOOK FOR SPOTS WHERE THERE ARE NO WITNESSWS OR POLICE. VERY, VERY TRAINED. JUST LIKE THAT GUITAR THIEF I TOKD YOU ABOUT.
Real shit. When called out you can see their eyes race looking for the slightest no police, no witnesses spot. All to protect the fact that they've given up on being respectable people and if anyone has anything to say about it, they'll just fuck them up.
That being said do what you gotta do against one person if he ain't holding, but don't get yourself knocked out or worse, and DEFINITELY DONT PISS OFF A CREW. A group of dudes stealing my few little things from a store DOES carry AT LEAST knives. Also they usually know to punch hard as fuck, they do drink a lot and you don't want them focused on you is what I'm saying.
Damn I need like 4 beers and 5 smokes, lol. That's how you know Steves is in withdrawal, when he starts talking like that. I didn't say anything not true. butt there's no point in dwelling on anything in life unless you're gonna do something constructive with it, real shit. Also just because three bags of shit shit on me doesn't mean anyone else did anything.
When I start dwelling it's time to drink a little, smoke a little and often work out, but since we gotta be disciplined here let's cut straight to the workout. Grr. Want my drank and smoke so bad. Real shit.
Anyway. back to business. Cold as fuck out. Butt should be a productive day. Salud, crew.
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man, that sounds pretty horrible out there. You're doing God's work reporting on this shit Steve 
