Sigh, it's annoying. My mailbox is constantly bombarded with letters that ask "DO YOU WANT TO SELL?" ... HELL FUCKING NO. They are picking at my house because it looks old and run down.. you think I don't fucking know that?.Temporary living became permanent. Its a fucking Farm business. WE NEED THE SPACE. If not that - I'd have to live on the farm. and ewww.. I don't want to be exposed to the worst of every single creature everyone has seen in their lifetime. You would've seen caterpillars - I'd see yellow and black big 10cm ones with multiple legs that crawl around like they own the place. You see daddy long legs - i'd see a bigger and possibly more dangerous version in the top corner of my living space.
Sigh, just stop it real estate people. I moved away from a haunted house I don't need this business. I know i sound retarded but shut up - am i judging the shit you believe in? ..
What better way to vent it out - then on a blog for everyone to seee. I wanted to privatise this blog. but lets see where this goes for now. I didn't really read back on what i wrote - grammatical mistakes etc etc. its all there.
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