cacaheads.
As much as I should respect where I’m residing at, I really don’t. I have no tolerance here. No entertainment. No good education. No safety. Not enough close friends. No where to run. I just simply don’t want to live here and it’s been that way ever since I moved here. I never liked this place one bit. It probably isn’t the city but just me. I can’t enjoy myself here. I don’t like living here. I feel miserable here sometimes.