my short long story

wow its been over a year since i have written anything on here. my life has been punished, rewarded, hurt, and blessed. write now i am slowly crawling back up this huge mountain after being thrown off. i just need to watch my foot hold. so i moved to cali to be closer to my girlfriend and everything was fine, i found a job that i hated i quit i triedgoing to school but i couldn't afford it, i was close to be living on the streets but i thankfully had steph there by my side keeping me sain, well lets just jump up to about a month and a half ago. we both ended up getting thrown on the streets. and that was the bottom of the mountain, i can honestly say that i have been there and i wish this on no one no matter how much i hate you. so we were living in our car with only 10 dollars to our name, i had to choke on my pride and get food stamps so i could eat and feed steph. but finally steph had some friends that felt sympathetic and let us stay with them for a while, well now i have found a job and so has steph and i am making steph finish her college and we are about to get an apartment in a couple of days. well i just hope that the worst of the storm is over cause i need a fucking vacation.


self indulgence.