I was homeless briefly for a week, found a NEETing apartment in the country, drove 600kms to get there. It's fine enough for my needs. 2 days after I've moved in my sister called to check on me and proposed that I should get a place in Melbourne with her so that she can save money bla bla. I said um i literally just moved she said yeah just think about it and let me know. I thought about it and figured fuck it I may as well risk it, I'm 33, this will be my last chance to try and build any sort of life to get a job and foid, and if i fail i can always just repeat what I'd just done by getting another NEETing apartment in the country. I was only a 3 month lease. So I decided not to buy a fridge or washing machine as that'd be pointless, so I endure the 3 months without a fridge or washing machine. 1 month to go, I give the real estate notice that I'm leaving.
1 week to go, she still hasn't found a 2 bdr place yet for us and then lets me know she'd changed her mind and starts ranting about nonsense to avoid any accountability that she'd just fucked me over. I call the real estate, someone else has already snatched it up, SO NOW I'M HOMELESS AGAIN CAUSE OF THIS DOG CUNT,ALL BECAUSE SHE'S TOO SELFISH TO BE FUCKED TO GIVE ME MORE THAN A WEEK'S NOTICE. By a fluke the real estate got me into another vacant property of theirs, but it was 10x worse, absolute shit, paper thin walls couldn't sleep properly or do anything. 9 months later I move into what seems a better NEETing apartment, it has tonnes of hidden mould behind the walls, I get poisoned by it, constant head inflammation, testicle inflammation so my dick only works half the time when the inflammation rotates out of it, can't sleep properly. Move out eventually, and the same fucking thing happens, every afternoon an overwhelming mould stench emanates from behind the laundry unit and invades my pounding head. Now it's impossibly hard to find a new place to move to so I'm stuck here getting poisoned every day.
YEARS OF MY LIFE AND MY HEALTH ROBBED FROM ME CAUSE OF THIS SELFISH FUCKING CUNT COULDNT BE FUCKED TO GIVE ME MORE THAN A WEEK'S NOTICE. I'm never speaking to the cunt again ever in my life, she's fucking dead to me.
1 week to go, she still hasn't found a 2 bdr place yet for us and then lets me know she'd changed her mind and starts ranting about nonsense to avoid any accountability that she'd just fucked me over. I call the real estate, someone else has already snatched it up, SO NOW I'M HOMELESS AGAIN CAUSE OF THIS DOG CUNT,ALL BECAUSE SHE'S TOO SELFISH TO BE FUCKED TO GIVE ME MORE THAN A WEEK'S NOTICE. By a fluke the real estate got me into another vacant property of theirs, but it was 10x worse, absolute shit, paper thin walls couldn't sleep properly or do anything. 9 months later I move into what seems a better NEETing apartment, it has tonnes of hidden mould behind the walls, I get poisoned by it, constant head inflammation, testicle inflammation so my dick only works half the time when the inflammation rotates out of it, can't sleep properly. Move out eventually, and the same fucking thing happens, every afternoon an overwhelming mould stench emanates from behind the laundry unit and invades my pounding head. Now it's impossibly hard to find a new place to move to so I'm stuck here getting poisoned every day.
YEARS OF MY LIFE AND MY HEALTH ROBBED FROM ME CAUSE OF THIS SELFISH FUCKING CUNT COULDNT BE FUCKED TO GIVE ME MORE THAN A WEEK'S NOTICE. I'm never speaking to the cunt again ever in my life, she's fucking dead to me.
