I have my own place. And am settled quite nicely.
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It's a one room apartment, without any warm water. Tiny little pantry. It smells; whoever lived here before was both a heavy smoker and probably did drugs. Smells like it.
The wallpaper's stained and torn. The whole place is filthy. I hate it.
But it's what I can afford right now.
I hope I won't have to have people coming over anytime soon. I want time to fix it up as much as I can first.
This is not turning out the way I hoped it would...