It’s not my problem where anybody else is in their lives. You got homeless people all over. At the beginning when I first was homeless, I used to feel sort of bad for the people, like a little kid visiting a animal shelter of sick pets. Ohh, nobody should be homeless, it’s so sad, blah blah fucking blah. I’m at the point now where I do not give a fuck about homeless people and I actually hate these fucking bums.
See, these mfs with these carts be the main ones starting shit. Why? I mean what is there left: homeless, mental, miserable. It be the main motherfuckers with these carts and bookbags trying to start shift with people. Get in your way, start yelling for no reason, stand by you, they want a reaction, feel like somebody notices them because they know they aren’t shit. This is how they try to feel included with somewhat regular society.
I’m walking down these small ass sidewalks, I cringe at the site of a fucking bum coming my way. They have nothing better to do, they’ll stand there, in the way. Or try to bump into you to get to argue with them. Fuck that. It’s their own fault. This is why nobody cares. Nobody’s gonna fucking baby you. There’s all types of shelters and shit out here. Barely any showers and of course no one wants a bum washing up in their establishment but after a certain point it’s a choice.
I don’t even know why they’re at the fucking shelters. Just to leave again. I mean I don’t care but it’s like damn, while I’m here, I mean the shelter shit is their domain, I hate even sharing any type of space with these dirty ass bums. They don’t know how to take care of shit. Then walking around like somebody’s supposed to feel sorry for them or something. Shit.
But back to these carts and bookbags and shit. All these bags and dirty shit, crowding up the train, and the sidewalks, it just makes everything feel so ugly. Now I’m like I see anybody with a damn bag, suitcase, automatic bum. And I need to be as far away from them as possible. Don’t even say anything to these motherfuckers. Buy a coffee or a meal or something. I mean do nice shit but you know, you can’t be around these people. So yeah.
Update since I first started this post from November 2021. So much has happened. Been in AZ four months, jail four times in those months, since being in PHX. And I wasn’t even trying to stop here on my solo car road trip across the country. This sont my first trek across the country like this. First time back five years ago when I first became homeless and been since then. Each year that went by was more stressful than the last. It’s to the point now where you see certain type of people or energy you just don’t want to be around. Trust me if you were living out here on these streets you’d feel a different way about people. It’s hard to really keep a good attitude when you got a bunch of hating ass, dirty, negative broke people around who aren’t doing anything than to try and seem like a big person off the next person on the train.
These mfs out here disrespectful too. I don’t carry weapons, I stay to myself and I don’t bother with nobody. You already know what type of people out here. Only ones that’s gon be cool with ppl like them is other bums or drug dealers. All that smoking getting high off these ugly drugs out here that’s not cute. Can’t no meth addict sit up here and try to compete with somebody focused on building wealth for themselves. And if you try to be too humble, whatever that means, they tryna sit up here like oh that’s what’s supposed to be done for them. It’s cool to be nice. That’s God’s way, I just don’t like how ppl be tryna make you feel low or beneath them.
Who wants to walk to the train station at four in the morning down the street where the shelter is on 12th ave in Phoenix, when you got three way traffic and it’s tents on every when way you stand at that corner. How can you put up with dealing with that every days when these mfs out here robbing, stealing, high with no though process, all this crazy shit going on out in the world, you can’t say that wouldn’t spook you? You don’t want to say nothing to hear mfs, they don’t have any money or shit you want. They ride the same trains with no money, sleep, dirty, and understanding how hard it is, but it’s like you get tired of being around that shit every fucking day. You don’t see nobody reading. If you sit off anywhere off where this train route goes for too long, here comes one of them, they crowding the sidewalks, staring in your face til you walk by, you got addicts sitting outside of circle k growling at you and shit til it’s where where the fuck are you supposed to give away from all this shit?
Cause with hygiene, I mean if you got the money you could get a shower at the travel center, if you’re not on your period and don’t have any accidents or incompetence, that could last a week. I don’t get funky like that, but I do sweat. I try to stay covered from the sun, I got my shades, face mask, good on, gloves, cause I have a bike now l, but the front tire is flat and the pedals seem so hard to push even with the gear in low mode so it constantly feels like uphill for no reason. So when I show up people are looking. People like starting shit. Then you gotta get through paranoia. If you riding the hike and the ppl around these neighbors hide, you don’t know what’s a ‘good’ or not, they see you going this direction or you gotta be going to circle k on this street, seem like mfs be waiting for you to get there. The neighborhood watchers, mfs a pull up to sit there, then pull off, not get out, just when you leave. And it’s like they want you to see them.!
I got meat on my bones, so that’s another stand out that I’m out here like them. Cause you know a lot of addicts are skinny. I tried meth before. Most I smoked it was a month or so. Not everyday either. After one time of feeling like it was too Nintendo I never put that shit inn my nose again. One time I came out here in 2019, and even got my own pipe. That’s when you become a crack head. But I did not stay on this shit. I probably smoked crack and didn’t know it. From a pipe. Thought it was crystal meth. I put a few crumbs in my weed blunt, but nothing long term. I s mostly smoke weed and drink. I drank so much, and most times I wouldn’t eat, I weight nearly 150 and I had been
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