I live in a house that the rent is 1550$ a month for three bedrooms, four if you count the current living situation. With heat, hot water, electricity paid for by the land lord. The land lord has been mad chill with me knowing I don't make a lot of money. I needed room mates really bad so I called a few people I thought I could trust and had them move in either rent free for a half a month or without their security deposit so rent could be paid on time.
This was started about two months ago. I tried to collect rent on the first of this month and got quite a few lame ass excuses. So I gave them until the 10th like the land lord gave me. I tried collecting on the tenth, and again lame excuses and an out right refusal. I explained the situation and today, or rather thirty minutes ago I tired to collect rent a last time, and they all refused.
I gave these people a fucking place to stay and a roof over their head and paid for their fucking rent for half a month putting myself yet again in debt. And now they are refusing to pa rent.
This is the story of my fucking life. Every time I try and make ends meet nothing seems to go right no matter how kind I am or how I say things. Now I cannot see my kids on the weekend and they cannot see me unless I can find a way to make it from Framingham, Massachusetts to Providence, Rhode Island on the weekends. This truly sucks. But hey I guess that's life.
I fucking hate people now more than I ever had. Any one who I have poured my fucking heart and soul to and thought I could trust has fucked me over one way or another. This is what always happens to me. So fuck it. You think you are my friends fucking prove it. No longer will I take idle fucking words and false promises. I am done trusting people, and I am done fucking around. My kids lost their home on the weekend because I trusted people, and now every one can fucking suffer.
And this is why i have not had any art to go up. wish me well and I will update at the next possible moment. any commissions you could ask of me I will now have the time to do and honestly need the money. help out a now homeless artist?









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The Dark Lord
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We're born. We live. We fuck. We make mini-versions of ourselves. We die. Rinse and Repeat.
Vos Vestros Servate, mehos mihi linquite mores. "You keep to your own ways, and leave me to mine."
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life is but one path - Death is the next path that all must take - - But it is only the second path
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Someone once told me life was like a Bed of Roses, but they sure as hell forgot to tell me about the thorns.
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I like the night. Without the dark, wed never see the stars.
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life is but one path - Death is the next path that all must take - - But it is only the second path
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Im Not An Open Book.... If I was I wouldn't be so mysterious
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i'm the day, i'm the day,
i can show you the way.
and look! i'm right beside you..
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