A bookworm is forced out into the world

I am so grateful for the time I was homeless cause it taught me how to party. The way I was is this, I would bring my heavy book bag and excuse myself early to go read some books. I do not feel I ever really partied until I had no place to hermit, sink into a book, read. I’ve never partied for fun. Just cause I was forced. I never had fun before I was homeless which was still so hard for me. …

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