Even if I don't, I'd still be happy. I have good friends, a roof over my head, and a good way of thinking (in my opinion) If I end up homeless again then I have the opportunity to see the world and life from a new view. I would have the chance to hoof it whenever my legs could take me without the restrictions of property and social ties. There would be people to meet and things to see. I'm confident that I've already achieved many things in my life and there are plenty more to do. They never will be things that will make head line news or the first subject that people bring up over dinner conversation, but I don't want or need it to be. I am who I am. I'm happy with my abilities to do what I do. And as long as I can help others then my life is not a waste and I can die satisfied.

[quote]If I end up homeless again[/quote] Wat

I've been homeless. It wasn't very long and wasn't that hard. I've had to survive by living out of dumpsters and stealing. Worked a job since I could lift at least 20 lbs. I've moved 21 times and plan to do so again soon. While not the lowest points there could be, I've been low in life. And look where I am now. How can I possibly say I can't make something out of myself when I've come this far? When I've fought to be where I am? How can I allow anything to truly bring me down low enough to stop? If I were to give up I would never know what I could do. I'm not so weak as to allow that to happen.

Haha this is great, you're literally a carbon copy of every weeaboo tumblr -blam!- that I've ever seen. Keep being a living cliche, it provides a few laughs.

No problem man. C: if I've made you smile I don't mind.

Eh, the novelty wears off. You'll be useless in a month or two. The flood will grow tired of you and you'll grow desperate or move to a different site. The cycle continues.