They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.
Showing posts with label Homeless. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Homeless. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Saved By the Wal

A homeless man followed me for a block just going "he he he he he." I had to run into Walgreen's for 10 minutes just to make sure he wasn't going to be there when I left.

Chicago, IL

Monday, December 7, 2009

No Longer My Friend

I thought there is no way in hell what I heard was true, but even when I asked you, you couldn't deny it...you had sex with a homeless chick just because she randomly somehow had a tattoo of your name on her arm. What THE FUCK?! I never thought I'd hear of such shame. No amount of soap will ever get you clean again.

Champaign, IL

Friday, October 30, 2009

Wrigleyville McDonald's Homeless Men

Every time I walk by your shopping cart gang, one of you has to say something to me. You know I where I live because I've looked back and seen you all staring at me when I'm at my front door. Somehow it does feel kind of nice to hear a grumbled "well hello there, young man...looking good today as always." So, thanks?

Chicago, IL

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Homeless Woman on Addison L Stop

You asked for some spare change, so I gave you some. You then asked for a hug to thank me, so I gave you one. You crossed the line when you kissed my cheek and tried to nibble my earlobe. I can still feel your fish lips on my skin and I want to cry every time I think of that chilling moment. I've never felt so used.

Chicago, IL