Picture yourself cold, alone, hungry and naked in a tar-paper shack in the remote hills of some mountain village. You have no money for food and will be forced to eat the crickets that sing your lonely ass to sleep every night. There's no chance for a job, for a companion or even for a small cup of cheer for the comfort that's in it --because you're a loser. Oh wait, I'm just feeling a little sorry for myself tonight-- cold, alone, hungry and naked in my tar-paper shack. It's hell being a Sasquatch
2 years ago
Last edited at 11:09PM on 11/9/2011
I tell you what you do. On some day when you got nothing better to do, go down to the nearest homeless shelter. They got a special section for teenagers that come there to wash their clothes and get a free warm meal before sundown. At which time(sundown) they ambulate into the darkness, try to find a warm place to sleep, most likely under an underpass by the freeway. They pray all night that they don't freeze to death, or get raped (boys and girls), or killed before the sun comes up again. Why are they living this life? BECAUSE THEY WERE LAZY! Didn't want to go to school, didn't want to listen to anybody, didn't want to help out at home. NOW IF THAT DON'T MOTIVATE YOU, NOTHING WILL!