An old post that I found, that I think bears a lot of significance to my previous life in LB. Originally written on Tumblr April 25, 2013.

It's time for a story.

I just really need to do this, okay?
So, since moving to Long Beach, I have been in hell. More or less, my life has never been worse. I live in a nice apartment. Granted, it better be nice for how effing much I pay for it. So. It’s been 10 months. I will be here for a little more than 2 weeks.

All this time I have cleaned and bought cleaning products, and kept this place perfect. And then my roommate decides to let his girlfriend live here. And that’s even okay, even her breaking my dishes and leaving weird crap everywhere, is okay. But they have a dog. The dog used to live with her, now it’s here. Let’s be clear here. I do not like dogs in my home. There is fur everywhere. The apartment smells disgusting. Did I say it was okay to have an animal in my apartment, who gets so much fur on the couches that I can’t sit on them? I can’t even leave my room because the living room where the dog is 24/7 is just. not okay.

So fine. It’s ending soon. Lease ends at the end of May, I’ll be moved out beforehand. Oh, but wait. Today, I had to break down and completely destroy my door. I locked myself out of my bedroom. And it has some weird little pinhole lock that everyone said I could open with a bobby pin. Well, no. You were wrong. So, I took the doorknob off. but wait! The other side with the turning mechanism fell into my locked room. So I attempted for hand. For three duegwbv hours I attempted. Now my hands are bleeding, and my back hurts like hell. Call a locksmith? Sorry, it’s too late. And if they came now, it would cost a crap ton. So, keep trying. nothing worked. Nothing. The lock was just not coming out of the effing door.

I undid the doorknob on my roommates door. His lock is entirely different, so there’s no way to use it for reference. Upon seeing his room, I noticed that his door and wall are entirely scratched up and broken because of that upgwohihoghioh[irgwghirgw dog. I really really want to curse, but Max will get upset. So, I was pissed. Because who’s going to determine how much damage was mine or his in the security deposit?

So, I kept trying. Eventually I had no other choice than to kick the door. Now, I did try this a lot before, but I guess at this point I was so freaking angry that it worked. But now my door is literally split in half, with no way to close. So, I have to tape my door shut now, and who knows how much that will cost! Great summer plans? Gone. Everything. I swear, there has not been one good thing that has happened since coming here. I am thousands of dollars in debt, and about to be more so.

So, Tumblr. I will tell it to the world. I am not coming back to this place. Ever. I am leaving, and not returning. I’ve had it. I had enough back in October, and it’s gotten worse and worse.

I’m done. This is done. I’ll finish my semester, but I’m done..