Street Prayer I Said Every Time I Turned to the Street to Get in a Strangers Car for $

Dear God, it’s me, Caroleena

  • If you’re there,
  • And if you care,
  • Please don’t let me get arrested,
  • Please let me make money for dope,
  • Please don’t let me get hurt,
  • And please forgive me bc that list is in order of importance to me.

Prayed by someone looking to get high, stay high, and eliminate all potential future obstacles more than anything else.

Published by Harvard Grad elite meets Honolulu backstreets

The story, full of wit and wisdom: Harvard➡Homeless➡Heroin➡Happiness. Past degradation➡present edification.

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