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so a lot of shit has been happening lately.. and byt that i mean.. a lot of SHIT...
first i get kicked out and have to move back home... then i lose hope.. then i get two felony charges... i find out more "friends" aren't friends at all... i find out what's about to go down at work.. and then the hurricane comes and completley washes away the gulf coast...
so here i sit.. wishin i had a gun to just end it all.. and what happens? i'm given the chance to do something... to do something for someone that would mean the world to them...
i came home yesterday and there were about 23 cars parked in the driveway next to us, on the grass in front of their yard, our yard, half the of the street was filled with cars... as soon as i pulled in.. i knew what it was... and i couldn't help but smile... all 23 of those cars were packed unbearably tight... a lifetimes worth of belongings and up to 6 passengers per car... and on the very back bumper.. all the license plates read mississppi...
our neighbors welcomed their entire clan into their home... there were probably a 100 people at their house last night.. with no where else to go... a few of them were missing and all hoped but knew deep down that fidning them again would be almost impossible.. although there were tears shed... the yard was filled with family laughing and carrying on... getting haircuts in the back to prepare for tomorrows job hunt...
when we went over to welcome the newly arrived guests... it was amazing to see how high their spirits were... and how dedicated and focused they were to keeping their lives going... the only complaint i heard was... "i don't have anything to wear for an interview"... that was quickly solved after i went through my closet... i heard one man scream out in excitement "baby... i got a job!"
and after all of that... here i am... crying like a fucking baby... b/c i wish i had the strength to be half of what they are...
first i get kicked out and have to move back home... then i lose hope.. then i get two felony charges... i find out more "friends" aren't friends at all... i find out what's about to go down at work.. and then the hurricane comes and completley washes away the gulf coast...
so here i sit.. wishin i had a gun to just end it all.. and what happens? i'm given the chance to do something... to do something for someone that would mean the world to them...
i came home yesterday and there were about 23 cars parked in the driveway next to us, on the grass in front of their yard, our yard, half the of the street was filled with cars... as soon as i pulled in.. i knew what it was... and i couldn't help but smile... all 23 of those cars were packed unbearably tight... a lifetimes worth of belongings and up to 6 passengers per car... and on the very back bumper.. all the license plates read mississppi...
our neighbors welcomed their entire clan into their home... there were probably a 100 people at their house last night.. with no where else to go... a few of them were missing and all hoped but knew deep down that fidning them again would be almost impossible.. although there were tears shed... the yard was filled with family laughing and carrying on... getting haircuts in the back to prepare for tomorrows job hunt...
when we went over to welcome the newly arrived guests... it was amazing to see how high their spirits were... and how dedicated and focused they were to keeping their lives going... the only complaint i heard was... "i don't have anything to wear for an interview"... that was quickly solved after i went through my closet... i heard one man scream out in excitement "baby... i got a job!"
and after all of that... here i am... crying like a fucking baby... b/c i wish i had the strength to be half of what they are...