Helping out a homeless man, it's causing me so much anxiety, how can society let someone just stay on the streets when we have warm rooms and beds in this ward? its practically empty while others are left to freeze.
I will never like, nor agree with society and i really don't see why anyone would want to live in the world.
Then theres him. He does everything for everyone, he lives his painful life to give, and give, and give. Until he has no more to give. So i will give to him. i will help him, stay strong, healthy and happy because quite frankly he's one of the very few in this society i do like.
I have an endless fascination for him and he is forever unreadeble, but i know enough.
I'm here for him.
