He's kicking me out. I have until October to get ANOTHER job, find someplace to go, where I can take my things, and my cats. I can't handle moving long distance again. I just cant. This sucks so hard. I'm so close to work, and the beach has been such therapy for me. I'd get a studio in this complex if I could. I'm going to try to find another job, see if I can swing it. I'd like to stay here. I dunno if they're going to do a credit check on me though. If so, I am so fucked.




Just cause you can't see them now doesn't mean they're not there eh?



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