The sad reality sometimes
I've been texting with a late 30 yo for a couple of months. Her profile on seeking is long gone now. The pictures she sent was someone I would definitely get with. Well we finally met yesterday and my heart just sank.
She is homeless and is shadow of her former self. I know better and there's no way I'm going to be intimate with her or get myself involved.
It is sad what when addiction gets the best of you. To end up on the street without place to live and little hope for a better life.
I did go buy her some food and a few other things to help servive out there.
I'm met some women on hard times but this takes the cake.