At the very end of last year, I had to move back in with my mom after having lived in an apartment for a little over five years and by myself for around three years. While I'm thankful to have a place to come back to, I can't stand it anymore. The house isn't that small itself but it's very crowded and everyone here is so damn loud and messy. They're screaming and arguing at seven in the damn morning and everyone is so messy, there's not a single clean surface in the house aside from my room.
Not only are there a lot of people but cats too, I liked the cats at first but they stink everything up and already fucked up my stuff by scratching everything.
I miss living alone so much, I shouldn't;t have moved back in, even if I did have to sink further into debt or get three jobs, whatever it takes.
Not only are there a lot of people but cats too, I liked the cats at first but they stink everything up and already fucked up my stuff by scratching everything.
I miss living alone so much, I shouldn't;t have moved back in, even if I did have to sink further into debt or get three jobs, whatever it takes.
