Thankfully in the UK it means I'm not on the streets. The technical term for this is rooflessness. I'm warm and in a recovery house. Soon I will be moving to temporary accomodation then who knows where my shitty life will go.
There is a positive side. My revenge. My parents will never see my again. It isn't true revenge though. It is sensible to cut out a cancer and remove them from my life. I'm sure I will be cut out of their will and my sister can enjoy it all. I don't want their dirty money nor their shit in my life.
I just miss my little cat. My life is so lonely without waking up with her around. She's a mangey moggy but she's the best. She is pure.
Right now I am low though. At least it can't get any worse...or can it?
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