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- Jul 4, 2025
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My best friend, let's call her Honeybee,
Her son, who's a few years younger than I am, hangs around some rowdy boys.
But these boys are the ones that'll be there for you until the end. Each one of them are empathic, caring, and trustworthy.
I'm not including the 2 who stole from me. One ran off to another state with my weed … the other one still comes around and acts like nothing ever happened.
But the group of 5? Very sweet gentlemen.
Making connections like this are what make my heart ache when I think of catching my bus.
I know I probably won't remember any of this
And even if I do, what am I gonna do about it? It'll be too late by then.
I just hope they take my words for wisdom and truly set themselves up for life.
I've had a long talk with one of the boys, who's looking into going to college and becoming a train conductor, or engineer
Which is awesome. I want, so badly, to see them make something out of themselves.
All five of them have had it rough growing up. They've been starved of childhoods. I just don't want to see them suffer any longer
Much as myself , I think I've checked almost every box off that I can think of
> grow up in a drug addiction family
> mom OD's in my arms
> flea home to peruse my dreams
> fulfill those dreams
> burn out
> emotionally burn out
> couch others going through the same
> be there for others
> be a listening ear
> advice waterfall
> vacation CTB
> catch the bus ..
The ending of my story won't be easy.
It's going to be a damn struggle
with the members on here, and the few people I've met irl ,
I regret to leave it all behind
But I can only HOPE
that my next life , whatever it is, is better than what I was left with … HERE
Her son, who's a few years younger than I am, hangs around some rowdy boys.
But these boys are the ones that'll be there for you until the end. Each one of them are empathic, caring, and trustworthy.
I'm not including the 2 who stole from me. One ran off to another state with my weed … the other one still comes around and acts like nothing ever happened.
But the group of 5? Very sweet gentlemen.
Making connections like this are what make my heart ache when I think of catching my bus.
I know I probably won't remember any of this
And even if I do, what am I gonna do about it? It'll be too late by then.
I just hope they take my words for wisdom and truly set themselves up for life.
I've had a long talk with one of the boys, who's looking into going to college and becoming a train conductor, or engineer
Which is awesome. I want, so badly, to see them make something out of themselves.
All five of them have had it rough growing up. They've been starved of childhoods. I just don't want to see them suffer any longer
Much as myself , I think I've checked almost every box off that I can think of
> grow up in a drug addiction family
> mom OD's in my arms
> flea home to peruse my dreams
> fulfill those dreams
> burn out
> emotionally burn out
> couch others going through the same
> be there for others
> be a listening ear
> advice waterfall
> vacation CTB
> catch the bus ..
The ending of my story won't be easy.
It's going to be a damn struggle
with the members on here, and the few people I've met irl ,
I regret to leave it all behind
But I can only HOPE
that my next life , whatever it is, is better than what I was left with … HERE
