- Registrado
- 5 de Ene, 2022
When I was spending time with my friends who became underage moms their places were always messy between managing kids, themselves, and their lazy husbands.
When I moved in with a bachelor friend of mine he let his dog piss and shit in the laundry room. He didn't even let it outside. Dishes wouldn't be done for months at a time if I didn't do them. I even bought a dishwasher for him to keep there and he couldn't be bothered to have it installed.
When I moved in with my boyfriend, and his man children roommates they left piss and stool in the toilet and looked at me like I was crazy for bitching about it. The head cuck of the house hold had hordes of junk strewn throughout their two story suburban house, but made contrived refrigerator and laundry rules.
Friends I'm with now don't do dishes. The floor hasn't been mopped since I've been here. They insist that their automatic litter box is the greatest gift to mankind even though it stinks up the entire place and doesn't work half of the time.
I'm currently working on getting certified so I can get a better job and move out, leaving behind these horrifying experiences forever. I'm just wondering if there are some sort of signs I should be looking for. Is everyone who considers D&D a viable pass time a degenerate? Is it me? Am I crazy for wanting control over my surroundings?
When I moved in with a bachelor friend of mine he let his dog piss and shit in the laundry room. He didn't even let it outside. Dishes wouldn't be done for months at a time if I didn't do them. I even bought a dishwasher for him to keep there and he couldn't be bothered to have it installed.
When I moved in with my boyfriend, and his man children roommates they left piss and stool in the toilet and looked at me like I was crazy for bitching about it. The head cuck of the house hold had hordes of junk strewn throughout their two story suburban house, but made contrived refrigerator and laundry rules.
Friends I'm with now don't do dishes. The floor hasn't been mopped since I've been here. They insist that their automatic litter box is the greatest gift to mankind even though it stinks up the entire place and doesn't work half of the time.
I'm currently working on getting certified so I can get a better job and move out, leaving behind these horrifying experiences forever. I'm just wondering if there are some sort of signs I should be looking for. Is everyone who considers D&D a viable pass time a degenerate? Is it me? Am I crazy for wanting control over my surroundings?