Sometimes life can be so boring that it'll put me to sleep. It's very.busy for me because I'm homeless at the shelter. Some of us
Have lost our minds, are addicted to drugs, stone cold sober and bored of life or just plain angry and upset and so helpless at the same time. There remains some mystery to life still. How could we be so impoverished while others walk around rich without a care. I.feel I must have been chosen for this sometimes. At the same time I know it's just a cheap delusion and that I really do suck at life.