whatupbroo
I wish. I dream that some day, Things will be different. That I can be free. Bagels are free. They do what they want. They aren't bread. They aren't donuts. They are who they are. And no one judges them.
Living on the streets I know no one chooses this life. I wish I had friends. They only want me for my body. I don't know how much longer I can take this.