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Well, well, well. It seems that there is a devil in our midst, turning my friends against me, befouling every gift I've given. Nothing is more insulting than a "friend" who takes everything from you, and then burns you. If said person wants me out of their life, that's fine, I'll only become stronger because of it. Hypothetically, if you give someone a place to stay, multiple times, give them everything you have, and tried your hardest to ensure their happiness, you'd think that they'd be grateful, right? Or am I mistaken? There is no greater disrespect, none. And though I may not have a job, or even hope, I do have my life. That seems to be the only thing that I have going for me right now. Because as of July 1st, I'm going to be homeless, and I really don't have anything to look forward to any more. The one thing that I had is gone, and now I'm nothing but a cold, heartless being that will never know the love I desired. But, fuck it, I give up. There's nothing that I can do to really change the outcome of this perdicament. I will never have hope or love, or even money for that matter. Whatever. The leech that broke me is finally going away, and I might have an easier time existing because of it. But I demand reimbursement for the extensive amount of money that I have invested in keeping her happy, warm and dry. The total amount is, like, $500-600, somewhere around there. And if I don't see it before she completely writes me off, I will take her to court for it, period. No bullshit. I'm done being nice, I'm done trying to make her happy, because she doesn't seem to mind making me feel bad. Well, have a nice dose of what you've been giving me for the last six months. Tastes good, doesn't it. I hope that you find someone that treats you like you have treated me, and I hope that you realize what it's like.