Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Of course it can get worse

A new place. It has everything but what I need to eat. Oh yeah. A cooker and fridge freezer and even my own fridge freezer. From cups to pans and plates though. Lol. No wonder the homeless stay homeless.

It will get better. This is just not what I needed right now. I don't even have bed covers or a quilt. It is amazing just how expensive this place is for so little...but no wonder. Government is full of twats. Guess a night on the floor is what I deserve. Thank fuck for booze. Hopefully I should pass out before I can realise just how shit this all is.

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