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...I still has a livejournal, ohyeah.
I am so fucking sick of my living situation. I can't handle it. I am always fucking broke because the people I live with are bums & don't work so I am basically paying all of the rent & utilities. We have a fucking homeless person sleeping on my couch, he hasn't given any money towards anything, but with his tax returns he bought a PS3, a pair of fucking $150 shoes, tons of marijuana, went out drinking for a week straight, on top of other things, & couldn't sling me a fucking penny. & he has the audacity to throw MY things away if I leave them on the counter in MY bathroom. Yeah, I'm sharing with you, fine, but I don't leave a mess. I leave my razor on the shower ledge & my bath sponge hanging on the showerhead, but apparently I can't do that & he just throws it away. Fuck him, he's lucky to have somewhere to live. & one condition of him living here was to fucking clean up, which he was more than willing to do in the beginning, but as he's gotten comfortable he's started to be slack & then bitch at my sister because she isn't cleaning, even though she doesn't do anything to make a mess. & he's started throwing away my dishes because he doesn't think he should have to wash them, even though his bff who brought him in my goddamn house is the person dirtying everything & not cleaning up after himself.
I am a fucking manager, I make good money, I should be doing better for myself, not supporting four fucking people & not taking care of myself. I can't fucking wait to be out of this place. It's fucking ridiculous.
I am so fucking sick of my living situation. I can't handle it. I am always fucking broke because the people I live with are bums & don't work so I am basically paying all of the rent & utilities. We have a fucking homeless person sleeping on my couch, he hasn't given any money towards anything, but with his tax returns he bought a PS3, a pair of fucking $150 shoes, tons of marijuana, went out drinking for a week straight, on top of other things, & couldn't sling me a fucking penny. & he has the audacity to throw MY things away if I leave them on the counter in MY bathroom. Yeah, I'm sharing with you, fine, but I don't leave a mess. I leave my razor on the shower ledge & my bath sponge hanging on the showerhead, but apparently I can't do that & he just throws it away. Fuck him, he's lucky to have somewhere to live. & one condition of him living here was to fucking clean up, which he was more than willing to do in the beginning, but as he's gotten comfortable he's started to be slack & then bitch at my sister because she isn't cleaning, even though she doesn't do anything to make a mess. & he's started throwing away my dishes because he doesn't think he should have to wash them, even though his bff who brought him in my goddamn house is the person dirtying everything & not cleaning up after himself.
I am a fucking manager, I make good money, I should be doing better for myself, not supporting four fucking people & not taking care of myself. I can't fucking wait to be out of this place. It's fucking ridiculous.