He was living in the house of a friend of mine.
My close friend haven't had a "home" in years.
You could say he is a homeless person.
Actually that's the right way to call it.
But what's admirable of this human, Is that he is a self imposed all standing homeless human by choice.
He used to have a full time job as an accountant, I think his job was being an accountant.
I don't quite remember it exactly, I think it was telemarketing.
His Hair was Short. and wore a tie.
His father is an intolerant Chinese man that has in his mind that you are shit if you are not an engineer or some kind of crap.
His British blond mother (I Image she is blonde for some reason) mother doesn't like him, because he is not "normal".
-We didn't raise a good boy....., etc.
She lives on some kind of suburb, and what for my friend tells me,
She Hates Her Life.
According to my friend neither of his parents are happy.
One day, at his office He Quit.
Just Quit.
Dropped everything, Made a huge scene in the office getting on top of his desk and said I quit.
The next night he went out wearing a pink tutu.and a pink plastic wand from the dollarama.
and some kind of tiara. Since he gave a dangling butthole about the opinion of the world)
He is about my same age, very skinny, very long brown Chinese/British hair down his butt.
Very warm hearted.
He has told me some of the most disturbing stories I ever heard, (I hope I was able to disturb him a bit, we liked to disturb people in public), and some of the best ways to live out of this evil world.
He called me one night,
He was living in the house of his friend,
He was a "baby sitter" for a Boa Constrictor named "Manly Susan"
(The owner gave it a female name and then discovered She was a He)
His task was to give mice to this thing every once in a while, It was really cool seeing this Boa eat.
I read somewhere that most of the time when a boa swallows something the victim is still alive while the boa eats them.
Having all or most of your bones broken doesn't necessarily mean you will die.
So some fellows are eaten alive or the snake would get sad if the victim doesn't move.
It probably wouldn't eat, So if you are a sadist you have a first row to a slow painful death.
Get a snake, they make you hot.
I don't remember why but the bloody python didn't have a place to go after her friend was getting evicted for some reason. So I went to this place to get this murdering living machine (Just like us but less evil) back to my place.
I ended up living with a very cool 19 years old Gender Queer Dude, I swore he was a she when I met him, but thats for another story.
He told me that he was living there for free since the owner of the place wasn't there and there was no one to take care of this beautiful lovely creature.
He was using the place for prostitution,
People need a place to fuck, but not all the time you can afford a hotel.
Or want to be associated with one.
So some people will give you some money if you are their friend, and they'll ask to fuck in your place While you wait in the staircase and they'll split some money with you.
You go to the staircase, don't leave anything valuable, (dah), and in the next hour you made maybe 50 bucks.
Sometimes you've got to pretend you are her boyfriend and you have to pretend to get upset while seeing your "girlfriend" fuck this dude, that thought really turns some people on.
While in reality you are sipping vodka waiting for the day to be over.
Down under squishy sounds and the smell of sex.
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One day he said he wanted to die, he wanted to die SO bad,
Very Bad, it even scared me, that would have made me so so so very sad.
I didn't hear about the story until it was all done.
Happily it didn't come to fruition.
We addicts like different highs.
I'm drink quite a bit, My friend is a prescription drug freak and they are fucking wise on getting them, trust me.
Pharmacists sound like amateurs.
Some are S toners. The Chillest bunch, not the deepest conversationalists, but very fun.
I have dealt with a couple of crack heads, they are not good friends. They'll betray you.
It's better in a way. Never Thrust One.
If you think about it it's understandable.
It's very cheap and it last for so long.
Shitty it causes heavy psychosis.
and it's heavily addicting so I wouldn't advise you that.
Never Buy drugs from a girl or after the sun comes down unless you know them.
or from anyone that sounds too intense.
Never Pay in Advance.
This isn't sexism.
I'm just saying this since from the girl point of view.
It's so easy to start screaming.
There is no logic, reason or way to win so that kind of situations should be avoided. Unless you want to be Mobbed.
And believe me, it can happen easier that you would think.
Even if you tried your best to make the best for everybody.
When there is no sunlight, Anyone selling you anything means a potential ambush.
Not from the stoners but from the crack heads, Those guys are vicious.
It might just be where I live... but I don't think so.
The girl could always start screaming something like "who is my home boy" and you'll get a mob against you.
_ I was waiting in the staircase for the elevator to come down with my friend while this couple fucked.
We were just waiting so we could get the bloody snake off this place after they fucked.
It was hilarious to have a huge fish tank in the bus with a murderous snake huge thing.
We answered everybody that asked for the reason of the snake.
We said that we were huge homosexuals, and that there was no better feeling than having an snake tail up your butt.
or that we where part of a cult of Lucifer.
They went to the front of the bus...
4 seats where free around us all of a sudden,.
Yeah, the mental Asylum shit...
-He Told me One day that he was bored.
I told him I was bored too.
I told him him that I really needed some passion. Any Kind.
He told me that one night on this 14, 13 floor apartment (something like that)
He was SO ready to jump of the window.
Jump down to oblivion, get all your bones broken and shattered and making your brain a mass of pinky flesh.
He was so ready, but he didn't want to die.
There is a suicide line available. 416-408-HELP at least up to today's date. Feb 22nd 2013.
So there was a mob of ambulances, Fire fighters and noises, Plenty of death.
Almost announcing his death.
Then you get an ambulance with a ticket for you to the mental ward.
He is alive you dear human reading this.
So you get confined to the mental Asylum, if you go by yourself, there is no way to leave until you successfully reach 3 "normal" days.
Which make no sense to me since you are all drugged up on opiates (Irony I Know).
You will be drugged. So if you have psychosis you won't be dangerous and you will be lame
Fact.
Docile.
Everything is white, Everything is Quiet.
Doors don't squeak, everything is White.
There is no violence.
Not even foot steps are heard.
TV is abundant and so are drugs.
and No one speaks to anyone.
Obviously, It's all dormant stuff.
Obviously.
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