I love that when the world comes down on you, somehow you get vice-gripped into a corner and one jackass can just strip you of all your dignity and strength.

They can make you feel like a terrible excuse for a human. And grind you into the ground.

Idk why that is. But right now, I have been through the emotional wringer this week and it took my landlord being a prick to derail my barely-holding-it-together-composure and I folded like a desk of snotty cards.

Never in my life have I been charged for fixing something in an apartment. Ever.

Good one. You know who makes the most successful landlords? Assholes.

Congratulations landlord. You have restored my hatred for your kind.

Arrogant, condescending asshole.

That was the straw that completely broke me this week.

~ by goddess4ever on July 6, 2019.

3 Responses to “Straws”

  1. What did he fix that he charged you for?


  2. Tip never replace anything in a rental. Ever gives them the wiggle room. If something ain’t working ride there ass like a brother in a strip club.

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