allthetimesivedied

Yesterday he signed a bill targeting abusive “troubled teen” facilities. Someone who will always be special to me was sent to one of these. They’re probably happy right now—that I’ll never know for sure doesn’t even matter.

I have two friends who’ve become almost like roommates to me—they sleep at a low-barrier women’s shelter (one of the two is a cis dude, but they allow couples at the shelter), and then I pick them up and help them run their errands and whatnot. I got it from them.

They, in turn, got it from a scum fuck “friend” of theirs, who basically said something to the effect of:

Lol you know how you’ve been hanging out with me in this very cramped space on a regular basis? Well I had head lice that entire time, and so do you now. Oops.

I’m not too bothered by this. I felt a little bit of shame when I first found out, but it’s kind of gone away. My scalp itches a bit.

cross-posted from: https://hexbear.net/post/4084644

I’m homeless. Someone recently donated a car to me, a 2006 Scion xA with only ≈122,000 miles and no mechanical problems, and it’s fucking changed my life. Living in this car almost feels like not even being homeless.

But I need to get it registered or else I’m risking it being taken away from me every time I’m on the road. The first step is getting the DMV to send me a new copy of my ID. Registration is roughly $125, I can’t find the page on the DMV website that says exactly—I remember it being somewhere around there. The ID thing is $30.

I also really need a new battery before winter. That’s around $200.

And I need some money for groceries—at the very least like $5 for a loaf of bread.

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I’m homeless. Someone recently donated a car to me, a 2006 Scion xA with only ≈122,000 miles and no mechanical problems, and it’s fucking changed my life. Living in this car almost feels like not even being homeless.

But I need to get it registered or else I’m risking it being taken away from me every time I’m on the road. The first step is getting the DMV to send me a new copy of my ID. Registration is roughly $125, I can’t find the page on the DMV website that says exactly—I remember it being somewhere around there. The ID thing is $30.

I also really need a new battery before winter. That’s around $200.

And I need some money for groceries—at the very least like $5 for a loaf of bread.

CashApp/Venmo: allthetimesivedied

DM me for my PayPal.

Or as soon as possible.

I just killed my battery AGAIN because I left the headlights on. I have to use the brights because the regular ones went out.

A jump box is like a heavy duty portable battery that can be used to jump a car battery.

This is urgent. I don’t expect to buy one to fix this right now but I NEED ONE OF THESE FOR FUTURE PROBLEMS.

THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT

PLEASE HELP ME

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PLEASE

Last year I went and finally got a new state ID to replace the one that I lost a couple years ago. It was never mailed to me, or it got lost somehow, and because of depression and the resulting lack of will to live, I never called to have another copy mailed to me. They only do it for free within like 70 days or something, so it’s gonna cost $30.

I can’t register my car until that’s done. The tags expired in 2022, so every time I’m on the road I risk losing this vehicle, which I really really do not want happening. It’s made me not as depressed. I’m eating better and stuff.

I don’t know exactly how much it costs to register a vehicle, because I can’t find the fucking page on my state’s DMV site, but it’s slightly more than $100, less than $150 and maybe even under, or around $125.

Furthermore, every winter here is tolerable except for a week or two where it snows and the temperature drops to the teens or less.

The heater works in my car, but the battery has issues when the temperature drops.

So I need to buy a new battery, which will cost me just a hare’s fart shy of $200.

I also would love to get an inverter, so I can get one of those little ceramic heaters, and other “household” items that require a 🔌 <- that thing.

Speaking of which, string lights. I need string lights.

And stickers. Yes, stickers.

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DM me for my friend’s PayPal.

Thank you.

One of my friends is kind of traumatized from it. I’m fine, though I’m going to need a new blanket/sleeping bag because he was really cold and I let him cover up with my $80 sleeping bag, and, you see, one of the symptoms of precipitated opioid withdrawal is, you shit yourself. I’m not upset though. I’m going to make a fundraising post in /c/mutual_aid later to cover the cost of a new blanket or whatever, and if I raise enough money I’m going to kick him some.

Even though I’ve been eating better than usual the last couple weeks, I’m definitely not getting enough iron, B12, or folic acid, among a very wide swathe of other nutrients.

I get winded extremely easily. I just cleaned the inside of my car a bit and by the end of what consisted of extremely minimal physical exertion I was panting and felt like my chest was going to burst open.

I like him almost as much as my ex-friend. He has a lot of the same qualities that made me like them—I told him that he’s kind of like methadone to their heroin.

Today we drove to Goodwill and he stole some shit for me. Then we hung out in my car. Those just happen to be two of the things I miss the most about my ex-friend—I miss driving places with them, and going to Goodwill or wherever, and just hanging out in their car with them.

I still miss them and I’m always going to miss them. It’s always going to hurt that I have to just guess whether or not they’re OK, and that I never got to be a part of their life. But now I won’t be as sad.

These people are so cringey and so stupid it’s hard for me to believe they’re real/not being paid off.

I mean I have the key. But as soon as I put the key in he hits the button that locks all the doors and yells “No!”

He says it’s because I’m “being mean.” He bit me first! And I didn’t even really hit him, I just shook him off my hand and he bounced off the steering wheel and fell on the floor (and I picked him up!).