I live in a old piss pot smelly house with 2 other down and out hostel stay mentally ill aged people and a schitzophrenic lives in the other section of the halfway home well because we are all halfway to nowhere. she is crazy and violent and we just never look at each other only when we have to and I like it that ways her ass is so big and no tits and sometimes we have social nite here but we never ask her her medications make her violent.

I live in a old piss pot smelly house with 2 other down and out hostel stay mentally ill aged people and a schitzophrenic lives in the other section of the halfway home well because we are all halfway to nowhere. she is crazy and violent and we just never look at each other only when we have to and I like it that ways her ass is so big and no tits and sometimes we have social nite here but we never ask her her medications make her violent.
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