What the hell part II?

I’ve been trying to keep up a more updated pace to the website. But nothing like it used to be. While my days still start and end with coffee. Everything in between is still a bit chaotic.   It seems wishful thinking on my part for one peaceful fucking day. With what pieces of my life I have left, they are essentially the most important to me.  While being able to keep minor things , I’ve had to think about things and move forward with stuff finding a way to define myself.

Being more or less kicked to the street is a hurtful thing… been there. seen it. done it.. fuck it… While its been over two months since this has happened. the wound is still fresh and still getting torn into on occasion.  I just wish to be left alone by the person that is causing all my issues in life.  That person seems to have a psychosis to thinking I am still a part of there life and somehow still doing things.  I just want to be left alone.