“I left my bike outside, and they just – they take the seat off last night. See in San Diego, the Mission is nothing like this. Everything is inside. I live in the Midnight. I come over here. I was just coming out for air. I’ve been here about six months now. I don’t want to talk about that part. That’s real depressing. I’m just hungry. I want to get my home back. San Diego. I want me some milk. I’m a diabetic. I just wish they let me lay down more. But you gotta be out there in the morning. I want some milk. That’s why I lay my bike right down there.
Life is wonderful. Just gotta keep praying, and keep on praying. [For] deliverance. Just so I can go where He’s at, wherever He is.
This insulin make me going to sleep too fast. I only been taking it for three months. It make me so sick. I used to like to do a lot, but now I’m so weak and tired. I want to sleep.”
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