Hey folks,

   As this Christmas holiday appraoches, I look back and think about God or is it Jesus Christ. See (for me) G.O.D. isn't as relational as Jesus is and was. We hear so much about those who were quick to shove religion down peoples throats, but not much about those who were persistent in approaching us with the God of our Salvation. The thousands of missionaries all over the world who sacrifice the comforts of living in the United States, to spread the Good News a.k.a. the Gospel, not to mention those who die on a daily basis to spread this same message of hope. For (myself) I'm glad that those folks who came down to that Red Light district that I worked at for over 20 years, hardly ever missed a Saturday. They never had me burning in the flames every other week, but the God they introduced me too was not a God of my understanding, but was the God of the Bible. If He had been a God that I desired to understand, I would have made Him a creampuff that allowed me to get away with most anything as long as I tried not to be a bad boy again!

    I'm glad they let me know that besides all the grace, love mercy and whipped cream, the God they knew required something back. A relationship with Himself. and a thing called accountibility and repentance, which was a gift that He would give me, if I was sincere in wanting to change. I'm so glad I didn't have a God of my understanding or making, for He would have been a God with no accountibility. Can't be accountible to a tree or a group conscienciousness. 

   I do remember the Pastor on the other corner who was out there with a megaphone every Saturday night who had us all heading to the Lake of Fire if we didn't get right with G.O.D. Most people looked at him as a fanatic. Just like there are fanatics in many things. Even in AA we have those who are fanatical in their approach to the Program. One gentleman told me that the Church of Philadelphia in the Book of Revelation is Recovery. Another meeting I used to attend, some of the older guys there acted as if it was their personal meeting.

   I thank God for the group of people who came down to the Block for 14 years investing in all thosae who worked down there and were persistant enough that they never gave up on me. I'm glad I met a God who was love, patience, longsuffering, but also didn't allow me to use grace as a licience to keep doing what I was doing. I didn't mind being accountible, I mean we do in a way reap what we sow to an extent. Or, what goes around comes around. 

   Yes, just as there are religious fanatics, there are fanatics in all types of walks of life. In Grace Overcomers ( a 12 step recovery program with Jesus Christ) as our higher power, thanks the Lord for programs like AA and NA and those many rooms which introduced people to God and many have found the God of the Bible as their Higher Power.

Jer 31:18-19 "18 I have surely heard Ephraim bemoaning himself thus; Thou hast chastised me, and I was chastised , as a bullock unaccustomed to the yoke: turn thou me, and I shall be turned ; for thou art the LORD my God. 19 Surely after that I was turned , I repented ; and after that I was instructed , I smote upon my thigh: I was ashamed , yea, even confounded , because I did bear the reproach of my youth."

   "TURN THOU ME AND I WILL BE TURNED" 

    The above verses are kind of how it went for me. There had to be a willingness to be turned. [2) we came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity, so 3) we made a decision to turn our will and our life over to the care of God] "Surely after that I was turned, I repented, after that I was instructed." 

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Hello all my friends at M.R.S.

I shared this with a close friend on this site. I pray they understand that I believe this will minister to others.

Ps 6:6 “ I am weary with my groaning; All night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.”

Ps 56:8 “You number my wanderings; Put my tears into Your bottle; Are they not in Your book? “

Isa 55:28 “He will swallow up death forever, And the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces; The rebuke of His people He will take away from all the earth; For the Lord has spoken.”

Rev 21:1 “And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.”

I wanted to get into this a little deeper so you can really get an idea of where I( got my thoughts on this subject.

In Isa 66:22-24 "For as the new heavens and the new earth Which I will make shall remain before Me," says the Lord, "So shall your descendants and your name remain. And it shall come to pass That from one New Moon to another, And from one Sabbath to another, All flesh shall come to worship before Me," says the Lord. "And they shall go forth and look Upon the corpses of the men Who have transgressed against Me. For their worm does not die, And their fire is not quenched. They shall be an abhorrence to all flesh.”

Mk 9:44 where 'Their worm does not die, And the fire is not quenched.'

Mk 9:46 where 'Their worm does not die, And the fire is not quenched.'

Mk 9:48 where 'Their worm does not die, And the fire is not quenched

After the thousand year reign of Christ, we will all have time alone with our Lord. In Isaiah it speaks of a time when all believers will have a chance to see what they missed. God is going to roll back the veil so as to let us see those we spoke to, tried to tell about the Lord, but wouldn’t listen. Now Christ comes along and the Bible says that the Lord God will wipe away all our tears. I believe that we will be very sad when we see those who didn’t make it, then the Lord will reveal to us our bottle of tears. The one’s He has been saving since we were infants. He wants us to see that all those times we thought He wasn’t there, He was right beside us all along. “An ever present help in time of trouble” God was there when my dad was beating the daylights out of me, when I was in boys homes and juvenile detention facilities. All those times I was sure I was going out on one drug or another, my “higher power” was with me through it all, almost as if He was waiting for me to make the right decision, one that He could work with. No matter how alone you think you are in this thing, God is right beside you. He is there to comfort you, talk too, and to bottle your tears.

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I am aware that there will be those who can not relate to this, and there will be many it does relate to. Everything isn't for everyone, but that is the beauty that makes us individuals.

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A Birth Certificate shows that we were born  

 A Death Certificate shows that we died  

 Pictures show that we lived!  

 Have a seat . . . Relax . . . And read this slowly.

I Believe...

That just because two people argue,

It doesn't mean they don't love each other.
And just because they don't argue,
It doesn't mean they do love each other.

I Believe...
That we don't have to change friends if
We understand that friends change.

I Believe....
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I Believe...
That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance.

Same goes for true love.

I Believe....
That you can do something in an instant
That will give you heartache for life..

I Believe...
That it's taking me a long time
To become the person I want to be.

I Believe...
That you should always leave loved ones with
Loving words. It may be the last time you see them..

I Believe...
That you can keep going long after you think you can't.

I Believe...
That we are responsible for what
We do, no matter how we feel.

I Believe...
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I Believe...
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

I Believe...
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I Believe...
That my best friend and I, can do anything, or nothing and have the best time.

I Believe...
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you When you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.

I Believe...
That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,  
But that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

I Believe...
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had
And what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I Believe...
That it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others.

Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.

I Believe...
That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I Believe...
That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
But, we are responsible for who we become.

I Believe...
That you shouldn't be so eager to find
Out a secret. It could change your life Forever.

I Believe...
Two people can look at the exact same
Thing and see something totally different.

I Believe...
That your life can be changed in a matter of
Hours by people who don't even know you.

I Believe...
That even when you think you have no more to give, when
A friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.

I Believe...
That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I Believe...
That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

I Believe...
That you should send this to all of the people that you believe in, I just did.

'The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
They just make the most of everything

 OldSchool777

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Thank-you,

FOLLOW-UP: To those who are on my friends list who sent their love and prayers I thank-you. For those not on my friends list who prayed thank you also. Even if you didn’t pray, thank-you too. Today, I got to use one of the lessons I learned in life many years ago and that is don’t burn your bridges. No matter how much you want to cut loose and give em’ hell, Don’t Do It!!!! You never know when you might need to backtrack. Wow, and to think of years gone by, where I would have blown it all to pieces, then woke up this morning going, “what have I done”? Easy how you can throw it all away in an instant. This is what I love about my “higher power” “His grace is sufficient for me, for truly His strength is made perfect in my weakness.” Even when I fall, my God is there to pick me up and the pieces of what is left of my life. He restores me to health, physically, mentally, and spiritually. My higher power has much greater thoughts in mind for me than I could ever imagine.

At one time in my recovery, my children were my higher power. They always had better in mind for me than I ever4 had for myself. Once I heard that you can not love someone else until you first learn to love yourself. That’s a lie, I loved my children to death, but hated myself. They knew how to forgive me when I couldn’t forgive myself. Loved me unconditionally, thought I was the greatest.

Jer 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you," says the LORD. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”

I’m not as good as I once was………or should I say this, as you grow you will even learn how to answer the greatest questions ever ask. My neighbor, who truly is a nice lady heard I lost my job yesterday. I know she was being sincere, just like my Primary Care Physician was when he looked at a Pet Scan of this huge tumor I had removed last year, he exclaimed “ If I were you I’d be scared to death, I’d start to get my affairs in order” MY neighbor lady said “Oh my God, what are you going to do now, how are you going to survive?” It really came quite natural to say, “ I’m not really too awfully concerned about it, it’s up to HIM, to handle this for me. I am His child am I not?” “Sue, just keep us in your prayers and I have every confidence that He will work it out for me.” It was nice to be able to say that with ease, not straining the camel through the eye of a needle, white knuckling it all the way. I actually meant what I said. Also got a job today which helps, so again thanks for the prayers, they work! I think it was my 9 year old girls pep talk that helped the most. She informed me with her vast genius that no matter what I had to do, I needed to get work. She said in fact she would do most anything to keep our family afloat if she were a dad! LoL,LOL.

For me the words, “I’ll keep you in my prayers” is worth more than 100 Bible verses at that time in my life. I’m not saying I don’t like Bible verses, but about the worse time to hear them is when your going through. I had a Pastor friend of mine who answered everything with a verse. I wanted to choke him on more than one   occasion. Unfortunately, zealous Christians have run folks from the faith like a stampeding herd of buffalo. That’s why we have so many that say no to our higher power as we understand Him. I’m sure if He were down here walking around on this planet, there are a few He’d like to kick right in the buttocks or sow their lips shut. I just want to take a friends advice and stay out of my own way and out of His.

Until then OldSchool777

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Hey all,

I feel like I'm caught in that song by...I believe it's Aerosmith that SAYS "IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY, SAME OLD SONG AND DANCE MY FRIEND" Today while working, I had the feeling that I wasn't going to last much longer at my present employer. I should have never left my old employer, though when your promised all the things that you are not getting at your other job, you step out in stupidity, oh I mean faith. Lol, So, got a couple of bucks left for bills, what should I do? I know…go catch a buzz. Mmmmmmmm, sounds quite inviting doesn’t it? NOT, No Way, why, where did that option go?. Staying clean is one or more right decisions a day and getting high is ONE bad decision away. The way I see it is like this. Staying clean is this, every time that little guy who sits on my shoulders with the horns, pitchfork, e.t.c., when he tells me to go have at it, I just have to make a decision to do something else but listen to him. I have listened to him time and time again. Where has it gotten me? Jails, Institutions, death, walking that is, literally hundreds of funerals. Not mine of course, not yet anyway.

So, I lost my job also today, and that guy on my shoulder is yelling in my ear, but there is one small, slight, problem. The option that “It” is presenting to me, has done left the table. See, I used to have all these options when times got tough. Being that I worked in a Red Light district for over 20 years, my options usually involved things like sex, drugs, rock and roll, but not necessarily in that order, heading back down the Block for some sort of entertainment. One night turned around 20 some years of bad habits. Being that I was a bartender in this same Red Light district, my excuse to go down there ranged anywhere from financial issues, to a little argument with whoever I happened to be with at the time. Yes, there was nothing the Block couldn’t cure.

No, that isn’t right, there was everything in my life, the Block could easily destroy. And it did for many a year. For those reading this, the Block is a decision. Yes, I know it’s true, I can’t go out and make a bad decision in my actions until I first make it in my conscience.(my mind) Many years ago, I was married to my now wife, but it was early in our marriage and we had a big fight and here comes old stinky drawers sitting up there yelling as hard as he can, to go do what I do and what I have always done to escape reality. After all the times I did what I knew I should not do, but wanted to do what I didn’t have the power to do within myself. I ask for help. God, help me, I have a new wife and I don’t want it to be the Same Old Song And Dance. Instead of having getting high as an option, I with great help had shoved that option off the table.

You can only choose to do what you have made an option to do. Take suicide as an option. That is an option not on the table any longer, though many years ago while being seriously abused, I came out of a trance with dear old dad’s service revolver in my mouth. That has been forty years ago, but still, when your are sick and tired of being sick and tired and I was self medicating even back then. So, if you are reading this, now that for me, today, and sometimes that’s all it can be, going out and making a bad decision in that arena is NOT an option. Isn’t that queer, that to stay clean might involve 10, 20, 50 right decisions a day, depending on how many times I am tempted. But getting high is just one bad decision and for many it’s off to the races. For me the night in question was just to do the opposite. The little guys saying “get high” but I say NO, what is the opposite of that. Well, I won’t bore you with a pile of details but to say, I went to a study, then spent the rest of the evening in all night prayer, praying for requests from all over the world, none of which I knew. How rewarding it is to pray for people that you don’t know, especially when they are going through stuff that makes your life seem like a walk in the park.

Tonight I will be praying for others and our family. I will trust God (higher power) to take care of the details of my life, but I won’t be sitting home waiting for the job fairy to show up at my door. Shalom to you and your home. OldSchool777 <

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Bob,  What is a BLOG?

BLOG= Part of Speech:   
Definition:  
an online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page; also called Weblog, Web log

Example:  
Typically updated daily, blogs often reflect the personality of the author.

Etymology:  
shortened form of Weblog

Usage:  
blog, blogged, blogging v, blogger n

Main Entry:  
blog
Part of Speech:   Definition:  
to author an online diary or chronology of thoughts
Etymology:  
1999-2004; abbr. of Weblog

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noun 1. 
a shared on-line journal where people can post diary entries about their personal experiences and hobbies; "postings on a blog are usually in chronological order" [syn: web log] 
verb 1. 
read, write, or edit a shared on-line journal 

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1998, short for weblog (which is attested from 1994, though not in the sense 'online journal'), from (World Wide) Web + log. Joe Bloggs (c.1969) was British slang for "any hypothetical person" (cf. U.S. equivalent Joe Blow).

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   Bob, I'm kinda new to all of this, but if I have said or done anything to offend or harm anyone, I apologize. I believe a blog is just another place for someone to spill their guts. Let me put it like this. I have people I know from all over the world that send me those "Send it to the next 10 people you know and then back to me if you "REALLY" love the Lord" Is that an advertisment. Or if someone is offering their services for a fee or anything along thosae lines, I look at all of it as expression.

   Some might not know better, but who are we to judge anyone's words? Maybe but whatever they are saying on this place set aside for "BLOGS" is what is helping them. Hey, I say, whatever makes it work for you. I have too big a beam in my own eye to c oncern myself with the specks of others. Bob777, write me and let me know what's stuck in your craw, maybe it will all end in us saying His grace is sufficient for us, for His strength is made perfect in my weakness. If a BLOG is a chronology of thoughts, who are we to say what others should think.? What say you brother. Oh, by the way, love your transparency, awesome dude, thourough.   Peace    <   OldSchool777

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As these times you speak about are approaching, and are upon us, all I can do is study them out. For instance I have to teach next Sunday, and I thought the perfect name for the Sermon would be just hold on. I got this title from an old man at work. He was telling me that in times like these when you are at the end of your rope, all you can do sometimes is just hold on. As I think about what Paul said to Timothy NLT 2 Tim 3:1-9 “ 1 You should also know this, Timothy, that in the last days there will be very difficult times. 2 For people will love only themselves and their money. They will be boastful and proud, scoffing at God, disobedient to their parents, and ungrateful. They will consider nothing sacred. 3 They will be unloving and unforgiving; they will slander others and have no self-control; they will be cruel and have no interest in what is good. 4 They will betray their friends, be reckless, be puffed up with pride, and love pleasure rather than God. 5 They will act as if they are religious, but they will reject the power that could make them godly. You must stay away from people like that.

Friends, I’m letting you in on some of my message , but since it’s not mine (really…,but the Holy Spirits) I’m sure He won’t mind. Lol,lol I want to speak about Elijah and how at one minute he had such a great victory, and the next minute he is running for his life and has to wait for birds to bring him food. How bad can our country be in comparison to Israel of old? Victory, then idolitrey, victory, then complaining and backbiting. We have removed God from our schools, we have taken out the Book that has been on the best seller’s list and will remain that way until the Rapture and we have taken away prayer. What is our replacment? Guns being brought to school, free condoms at the nurses office, and we are not allowed to infringe on our childrens lives if they want to walk up and down the school halls, holding the hand of a person of the same sex. Fortythousand more troops in Aphghanistan. Yet, our President doesn’t mind killing baby’s in full term if they are an inconvenience. And I sure don’t need to tell you about the global scene with N.Korea shooting long range missles to see what we or anyone elsae does.

Jesus ask, when He returns to earth, will He find faith. Have you ever thought of how bad it’s going to have to be to even ask a question like that? (back to part of my sermon) “Without faith it is impossible to please Him, for they that come to Him must believe that He is/ He is, He is The Lord is my Sheperd , He is, the Lord is my Rock, He is, the Lords is my Rock, my Salvation, in Him do I put my trust and the list goes on. Somehow, someway, I will just have to hold on, by my fingernails if I have to, but I will hang on. The end of that verse says that "He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him"

   I am aware that our lives seem to be a series of experiences of up's and down's. What I am up against is the fact that it rains on the just and the unjust, correct? Why is it that it seems that many times it is the unjust that are the one's who so much of the reaping without much sowing. It would be easy I guess to complain or moan here, but then you must remember, I'm not a spring chicken, I have seen much in these few 54 years and I know there are many worse off than I. What would my God say here? MMMMM let me see. Let me look in The Book. Psalm 73 couldn't say it more beautifully if it was coming from mouth. But then it is at times.

1 A psalm of Asaph. Truly God is good to Israel, to those whose hearts are pure. But as for me, I came so close to the edge of the cliff! My feet were slipping, and I was almost gone.  For I envied the proud when I saw them prosper despite their wickedness. They seem to live such a painless life; their bodies are so healthy and strong.  They aren't troubled like other people or plagued with problems like everyone else.  They wear pride like a jeweled necklace, and their clothing is woven of cruelty. These fat cats have everything their hearts could ever wish for! They scoff and speak only evil; in their pride they seek to crush others. They boast against the very heavens, and their words strut throughout the earth.  And so the people are dismayed and confused, drinking in all their words.  "Does God realize what is going on?" they ask. "Is the Most High even aware of what is happening?" Look at these arrogant people – enjoying a life of ease while their riches multiply. Was it for nothing that I kept my heart pure and kept myself from doing wrong? All I get is trouble all day long; every morning brings me pain.

If I had really spoken this way, I would have been a traitor to your people. So I tried to understand why the wicked prosper. But what a difficult task it is! Then one day I went into your sanctuary, O God, and I thought about the destiny of the wicked. Truly, you put them on a slippery path and send them sliding over the cliff to destruction.  In an instant they are destroyed, swept away by terrors.  Their present life is only a dream that is gone when they awake. When you arise, O Lord, you will make them vanish from this life.

 Then I realized how bitter I had become, how pained I had been by all I had seen. I was so foolish and ignorant – I must have seemed like a senseless animal to you. Yet I still belong to you; you are holding my right hand. You will keep on guiding me with your counsel, leading me to a glorious destiny. Whom have I in heaven but you? I desire you more than anything on earth. My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains the strength of my heart; he is mine forever. But those who desert him will perish, for you destroy those who abandon you. But as for me, how good it is to be near God! I have made the Sovereign LORD my shelter, and I will tell everyone about the wonderful things you do.

To my freinds here, thanks for the love, thanks for the uplifting words, the little or big signs you post on my page. I hope you have liked my selection of music. I pray all of you have a wonderful weekend and as we have church on Saturday nights also, I think I'll wake the little woman and be off to the Ecclesia inside the building up the street. Shalom   OldSchool777

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     Hello brothers and sisters of MyRecoverySpace. I need to spill my guts today for a feel as if I don’t people might get the wrong impression of me. I have a really bad tendency of getting alone by myself and just staying by myself, studying, or whatever. “Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus” call it going into your cave. Men seem to need this in their lives, instead of being hit by the entire mountain of circumstances and problems that have occurred during the day. We need to come home and relax for a bit, where a woman is wired a bit differently, and has no problem jumping into the details of the day.

My issue is that I become reclusive at times, so much so that I don’t contact folks for days or a week or two at a time. Please, for those on my friends list, don’t think I’m not thinking about you or praying for you, it just that I believe when I open the “trap door” something besides garbage should flow forth. Maybe that’s a fault of mine, but the “lips of the righteous feed many” I have a desire to feed people spiritually with the things that drop out of my pie hole. The old man used to say “if you don’t have anything of value to say, then say nothing at all.”

Please, “TO ALL MY FRIENDS HERE” I am not being a prude, just at times I’m not as outgoing as I would like to be. Please forgive me when I don’t reply in a timely fashion.!

OldSchool7

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Hi all,

   I guess this as good a place as any to spill your guts. Many years ago, 22 to be exact, I finally was blessed with the son I had been praying for for 5 years. After 3 weeks his mom who was a biker when I met her in a Pagan bar as a dancer. She was sleeping on the floor of a friends house and already had one nson named John who I toook in as my own. After having my son, she decided that I was the wrong color and she decided that she wanted to be around all black guys and mostly pushers. She left me and my son at 3 weeks of age and I didn't see her until a year and a half. I let her come stay because I was stupid enough to believe that a child should always have the chance to be with his/her mother.

   Bottom line after I raisedd my son 8 months, she kidnapped my biological son. By the time I got him back it he was about 18-20 months old. Well, I took my son back and meanwhile she was running the streets while I was a single parent. Well word got back to me that Cindy was pregnant again. When I spoke to her on the phone I ask if I could be the dad, and she stated "I could be." Well, she got into some trouble and went to prison. She ask if I would help taking the baby, since he could be mine and all.

   He was bi-racial so I knew he wasn't mine, but when he was born in prison, he was given my middle name, my dad's middle name and our family name for his last name. Fast forward to 3 years ago. His brother called and ask if I could take him in for a while. He promised to help, but the young man needed a place to stay of he was going into D.S.S. During this time I taught him how to be a man, he was never taught anything. His step dad for 11 yewars was a mechanic, yet he came to me at 15 and didn't even know how to check the oil or put gas in a vehicle. I taught him many principles and virtues and gave him many chances to start again. I introduced him to the Lord, got him to clean up for almost 2 years straight.

  I got him from failing miserably in school to passing well enough to join a sports team. Pooor guy had underlying issues, physical abuse from his mom, a older brother who was the "The Golden Boy" He lied constantly about school grades and how far along he was advancing. Meanwhile he was falling    further away.            &nb sp;                         &nb sp;                         &nb sp;                         &nb sp;   I informed him that this was his last chance and even though it seems like he has all the time in the worl, he was walking a high wire.   Well now I'm the piece of crap, I'm the jackass because I won't allowhim to return here. I love him, but he ate me out of house and home, constantly lied to me, pulled all types opf schemes on me. Now he hates me, he, wants nothing to do with me because as he puts it, I abandoned him in Pittsburg and now he has no place to go. I thought maybe all his homeboys that he met on the bus who were smoking herb with him everyday, he could shack up with him!

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