I sometimes am in love with the streets, but then there�s always every now and then I just hate being out here. I like the streets, because you get to meet new people, and you never know what�s going to happen.
I don�t like it when my belongings come up missing and nobody knows anything about it. I also hate it when you have no place to stay and no jacket. The only place you can go is Carl�s Jr. Well you get there, and they end up kicking you out. So I guess you�re going to be one cold bitch.
I love to hang out with homeless people or people that are used to the streets. The majority of the homeless are very kind and giving. If they see something special or worth saving, then they will do everything they possibly can. Trust me a lot of stuff has been done for me.
I never had a real family or people that acted like they loved me and that�s all I�ve ever wanted. So I get to know a few individuals and if we�re okay, then it�s like one big happy family.
When I lived in Modesto, on the streets, there were a lot of underage homeless kids. A few of them were like me, no family except our street family. In Modesto, there isn�t a place for underage youth to take a shower or sleep at. If we wanted to shower or sleep we had to be accompanied by a eligible adult who would say we were their children.
That�s another reason I love to live in San Francisco, because they have so many programs to choose from.

photo of Patricia (on right) with friend