yikes.

so im currently homeless and living at my friends house. my dad and i were planning on moving but we couldnt find a place before we got evicted lolz. my dad is staying with his mom rn but she didnt have enough room for both of us and she doesnt like me very much anyway so wtv. my life has been reduced to a duffel bag of clothes, a large goodwill bag, and a small tote bag that i use as a purse. and my job hired a pedo while im only 15 so that great. everyone said theyre gonna keep an eye out for me tho and my coworker gave me her personal number in case anything happens, she said she can be there in less than 10 mins and 2 keep my pocket knife on me. i love love love my coworkers lolz they all do pretty good and keep an eye out for me since im really the only minor working there. anyway, sorry ive been delaying poetry so long, i have a lot of other things to deal with b4 i can even begin to think about publishing poetry, even if nobody reads these lol, its just nice to be able to write some things without worrying about what people will think about my situation.