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No. 1049138
I don't tell anybody this but when I first moved out, I lived with my gay coworker, his female friend and an older gentleman who worked for the city doing tree maintenance. Everyone was polite, there was no drama. The girl we lived with was FILTHY though. Like, her cats urinated everywhere in her room and she had over 40 reptiles in a windowless, trashed corner. It stunk something horrific, especially in the summer. My room was so far away from her, it didn't affect me. It also kept all of the fruitflies out of the kitchen and in her room during the summer months kek. Anyway, the older gentleman was always quiet and kept to himself. Everyone was respectful despite her filth. For about a week, nobody spoke to the older guy but he was home. He read a lot, so under his door we could see his lamp was on. For some reason it didn't occur to anyone until like a week later that we haven't actually seen him. We knocked on his door to see if he was home because we were gonna shut off his lamp. Turns out the dude was dead in bed, and had been for about a week during August. Like… he was dead dead. And nobody could smell tbe decomposing body over that chick's room, which is even worse. Turns out he committed suicide after his girlfriend happily confided in him that she was pregnant.. he had a vasectomy done about a decade prior so he knew it wasn't his. When the baby was born and it was mixed-race, he offed himself that week. It was crazy.
I never really tell people this story because it reflects poorly on me, even though I only lived there for about 4 months almost a decade ago.
No. 1049195
>>1049138Holy shit that's crazy. I'd say it reflects poorly on the smelly female roommate than on you, and it's not that uncommon for dead people to only be noticed at home days after their death if they live alone and if they died silently. It must have been really horrifying for everyone involved.
When I was working for an insurance company at a call center I had a call from a customer who is a landlord and he told me he needed assistance because the guy who lived in one of his properties died right there, his corpse was rotting under the sun during a heatwave in the summer for at least 10 days, and his cats started eating him to survive and shitting everywhere. There was traces of all sorts of body fluid too. So at least it could have been even worse I guess.
This reminds me of a friend of mine who asked me if I wanted to live in her flat with her and I was going to accept because the rent was very cheap
because I would have paid her instead of the landlord, which isn't legal but hey, it was right next to a subway station, and the rooms are big but she's kinda disgusting and smells worse and worse because of hormonal imbalance. Whenever I go to her place for one reason or another I try very hard to breathe with my mouth to not smell anything. My big sister visited one of her roommates by pure coincidence long before that and she was horrified.
No. 1049227
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Here's my story:
>be me, have friend from high school
>we both go to uni and move to another town, become roommates
>she slowly crumbles under uni pressure and starts freaking out, says my breathing annoys her and starts wearing earplugs
>hates that I'm so calm, even though my family is significantly more poor and I am making ends meet (her folks have two luxurious cars and she spends a ton of money on fashion)
>I get a cold (this was pre-covid), she starts chugging medicine "for prevention" and warns me she can't give me any because it's expensive
>she often uses the shower to masturbate and I can obviously hear it, but she wasn't aware so I say nothing to not stress her out
>she falls in love with a guy, but he turns out to be gay- I proceed to see yaoi fanart and fanfiction she did of him on her desk in the open and she GIFTED IT TO HIM
>she fails the exams, blames it on me being too distracting and her daddy buys her her own flat
And that’s the story that came to my mind when I saw some anons call fujos "fujocucks", kek. She cut contact with everyone in our friend circle, but one girl still follows her on tumblr and now she's into furries and defends trannies from evil terfs apparently.
No. 1049372
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I was the nightmare roommate in college (5+ years ago) and it still haunts me to this day. I was best friends with my roomie before we dormed together and I still don't know how in the everloving fuck she tolerated me. Her side of the room was generally neat and organized and mine was always like one step away from being on Hoarders. I even had family members insist on helping me clean and I always turned them away because of how humiliated I was to be living the way I did. I've since matured and have learned how to declutter and keep things tidy (to the point that Im almost on the complete neat freak side of the spectrum) but I still feel immense guilt for subjecting another human being to the squalor I called home.
No. 1049485
>>1049452Yes. Etc… means you could talk about neighbors as well.
>>1049435God never live with a couple or autist. They both tend to be possessive and think they own the place.
No. 1049495
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Almost all my uni roommates were crazy but living in dorms is so much worse than apartments.
>first year living with strangers
>dorm is one room with with a closet for the toilet
>barely enough room for two people
>there's three of us
>roommates are Jesus fangirl that doesn't believe in dinosaurs and an autist
>autist is gross in general, takes up 90% of the space, doesn't wipe or wash her hands
>we know because the sink is outside the bathroom
>autism prevents her from not being racist
>literally says she doesn't like black people
>Jesus fangirl is black
>we name the other girl Shitfingers
>Shitfingers expects us to take care of her because she can't do anything other than watch Dragon Tales at full volume all day
>gets mad when we ignore her entirely
>2nd semester starts
>her parents and autistic friends all show up to help her move to another room
>didnt even know she had friends
>get screamed at for not taking care of her
>"she's not racist you don't know her!!"
>parents say they're reporting us for bullying
>we were filming the whole time
>send video to RA to prove we didn't do anything
>get in trouble for filming
No. 1049777
>move into sharehouse with friends from student accomodation during second year of uni
>all four of us had a general baseline of grotty so we were somewhat forgiving on one another's shit as long as the common areas were clean
>one of my housemates admits she often doesn't wear underwear, fine by me I don't really care
>set our house up in a way we work communally, sharing the cost of groceries, cooking for one another etc.
>it's one of my housemate's night to cook, she makes us creamy chicken carbonara
>all sitting at the dinner table, I go to pick up a piece of chicken with my fork
>SEVERAL PUBES beneath the chicken
>horrified, couldn't eat it, housemates say "it's fine, it's just pubes" and offer to swap
>put off carbonara for the rest of my life
I have theories of how the pubes got there but the cook wasn't even the housemate who didn't wear underwear. Also don't even get me started about the housemate who left the lease one month after moving in together because she lost her virginity to a man exactly twice her age and wanted to move in with him, taking our rice cooker with her.
>spoiler, she dropped out of her studies and had a child with him, they're no longer together
No. 1049997
Thank u for this thread nonnie I found out the other day that my neighbours from hell are being evicted (or, not having their lease renewed)
I live in a duplex and four years ago C moves in with her boyfriend, R. They're old, like in their sixties. They seemed okay, I was good friends with the old neighbour and when you share a front door with someone, it's nice to be nice. They took me up on my offer to help move some stuff in, I gave them some home made hot sauce after they expressed interest in it.
Then I notice that the bear statue I had outside had its arm broken off. It sucked, i loved this bear, but it was easy to fix. Til we noticed it wasn't there. Me and my ex husband were standing outside wondering what happened, and C comes out. I asked what happened.
> it was broken so R threw it away
She calls him outside and he denies ever seeing a bear statue. C said she thought it was the landlords bear, which would have made it okay…?
First report to the landlord who uselessly live in the uk (us based) from this moment they fucking hate us. Idk if it was the reporting that pissed them off or if it was me yelling at them for fucking too loud and to maybe put smth soft between their headboard and wall.
We get an email one day. There's a bad smell in the basement, from my deep freezer that had been there since we moved in, old neighbour gave it to us, she didn't want to move it.
It had never been unplugged, but there it was, unplugged, raw meat stew during a nice warm may day. My sister in law scooped it out cup by cup while the neighbours kept complaining and offering to take it to the curb for us. As soon as it was gone they used the area to hoard their bs.
Also in the basement is a large storage area and a laundry room.
One time I went down to the basement and there was a trail of blood on the walls.
Another time they asked what in the storage area was ours, we told them, and told them to leave it alone. They didn't it was all moved. They then complained and said that the landlords had no right to store their stuff there.
After this I briefly moved to another state, my SIL staying in the apartment. She occasionally texts me when they're fighting and smashing plates or whatever.
I'm going to split this into multiple posts, hope it's interesting enough nonnies.
No. 1050015
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>>1049997Just before we left we had someone over and we sat on the picnic bench outside and chit chatted for hours.
We end up moving back, and into the apartment. My ex was working nights.
The picnic table was missing.
They reported me for having a party all night, I was watching friends, and not even late, but that's the only reason I could think of for them saying anything.
My buddy had a big white truck. They knew my friend and had spoken to him, they knew his truck. He stayed over one night and left early in the morning to not wake us up, he leaves and realises he doesn't have his wallet, has no fuel and can't get home, so waits in the driveway til we wake up.
>they call the copsPic related is the apology note, we keep it on the fridge.
More false reports about us being loud.
One day me and my ex are heading home after being out and about, from a distance we see firetrucks
>dear God the neighbours set the house on fireAs we approach, we see that was exactly true. Fucking dryer fire. All my doors and windows are open thankfully my cats were okay.
Somehow this doesn't get them evicted.
One day we forget our keys and the neighbours refused to let us in, we had to call up a very annoyed property manager.
Send away food deliveries bc "they didn't order anything"
Things are quiet for a while.
No. 1050032
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>>1050015My SIL gets her mmj card. Rolls in the apartment, and gets as far away from the house as she can to smoke. The house is a non smoking house. They report her for smoking in the apartment, which ended up getting us inspected, and they found no evidence and were fine with the current set up. (she only did it for a couple months, didn't help)
My ex has a mental breakdown. They call the cops. The cops say the wife called and when I protested they told me that "women always go back on their word"
>one year agoLandlords have sold the house. Ex has moved out.
He comes by one morning to pick up my SIL for work, he slips on the icy driveway spilling his beloved dunkin all over himself, all in the snow, and unfortunately a little on their car. They tape this crazed note to my door. Idk what the vomit is their referring to.
Now we have new landlords, so they have some more fun. Reporting us for smoking saying the whole house smells like weed and cigarettes, which is very easy to disprove. Saying we're loud all the time, the usual.
Locks me out when I take the trash out.
No. 1050039
>>1050032Another morning my ex comes by for his sister. He brings two friends with him, a dude and a girl. The girl needs to borrow a pair of pants.
Before he even gets to the door, she's standing there waiting for him!! They start yelling at my ex for not locking the door when he left the night before. Some choice quotes.
>the landlord is gonna get an earful>I'm calling the police>your ass is grassTo which dude friend says "what are you, eight?" which makes her seeeeeeth. She doesn't understand its not illegal to accidentally leave a door unlocked.
She then starts screaming up the stairs because my stairs were not vacuumed. I find what looks like white eggshells cracked all over my stairs. I don't even buy white eggs.
She reports us for having five people living in our apartment.
New Landlord is already sick of this shit. Covid is making it hard to evict.
Fast-forward a couple months. I'm doing laundry, I had just got some new clothes for my birthday, and my gf gave me her college sweater.
I go to take the clothes from the washer and dryer and the insane bitch has poured bleach in my washer. I did the math about five hundred dollars worth of damage. My landlord gives us a small break on rent to help us out.
The next day I have my ex pick me up early af. I don't want to be in the house. I need new clothes I now at this point have not a single pair of jeans. We're out and I get a call, the crazy cunt poured bleach into her own laundry and told the landlord on me. He does not care.
No. 1050053
>>1050037I'm sorry anon I'm stupid
>>1050039One time I Googled C and found a court report from where she applied for disability and got denied. She was trying to appeal and say she couldn't work because of her mental health. The report details how she has never held a job because she always finds bosses don't respect her, and once got caught yelling on the phone complaining about everyone she worked with. It also says how she claims to take care of her at the time husband and that's another reason she can't work. Then the report goes on to say he does his own laundry and cooks his own meals, so this is clearly not a good reason to not work.
I briefly leave the house one morning, as I'm leaving I pass C. I leave the door open, I assume she's also leaving. Nope. She screams at me as I walk out the door.
I come back and she's waiting at the door. She's yelling at me. I actually capture her five minute scream fest on video. She starts her screaming by telling me I don't have any friends and I don't deserve to have them. Ranting about how I have no respect for the elderly. She uses the word cunt sucker and threatens to beat the shit out of my SIL who is as completely uninvolved as she can be.
Landlords are so sick of it they try to sell, but the neighbours make it impossible.
Finally the end of their lease is coming up. He doesn't renew. We're moving a friend into the downstairs apartment. The neighbours are furious, and it sounds like they're trying to fight it.
Oh yeah and they also burned down the two car garage, their side was completely hoarded.
No. 1050306
I stayed in an apartment dorm at university for a semester. I lived on the second floor, with neighbors underneath and to the right. I don’t think these assholes have lived away from home before and are used to being loud and obnoxious.
>Two girls live beneath our apartment
>Plays music at every morning at 6 AM on school days, so loud that our floors, walls, and beds shake from the bass and wake us up
>Two boys live on the right beside our apartment
>These moids fight all the time. They yell at each other and physically fight, will hear things knocking over from the other side of the wall
>Also play music too loud, right next to our bedroom wall. This music will go on from 2 AM to 5 AM.
>Yes, me and my roommate are barely able to sleep because these shitwipes are playing loud music at the worst times
>The moid neighbors also leave their trash at their front door next to our door, no lid so trash scatters everywhere, to the whole second floor
>They smoke outside and stink up the whole apartment, it’s supposed to be no-smoking and it’s illegal
We called the RAs multiple times, but nothing ever happened. They were too scared for confrontation even though that’s what they’re paid to do. We retaliated a few times, but these assholes never got the hint. It was great when they were gone during Spring break and then finally moved out. For a while I was scared to sleep because I was so used to waking up to what felt like earthquakes and hearing loud noise.
Bonus:
>Apartment dorm neighbors from across the way kept a dog. No animals are allowed. The couple wasn’t even subtle, they never cleaned up after the dog and there was poop everywhere. On the sidewalk, the concrete floors, and on the grass
>We hear what sounded like a rape or a sexual assault outside of our apartment. It was late. There was a female screaming and we hear fighting. We call the campus police, who never show up
No. 1153598
>>1153511I love Hot Dog Yung that should be a rapper name
>>1153512Wtf my dad would have NEVER let me move in with a rando 30 year old at 19 let alone people he doesn't know, wtf was he thinking. Glad you got out (mostly) safe and unskaved from that situation
No. 1153641
>>1153598Thanks anon. It's a good few years later now and tbh this has been on my mind alot lately. I can't fool myself with "my dad cares, he just has a funny way of showing it" anymore. Got a text from him lately
> I'm here if you ever need meI'm 33 and he barely knows me. I needed this energy 15 years ago. Hell I needed this so badly at other points in my life but didn't get it. I had to blank him for the last 6 months in order to hear that sentence for the first time ever.. when I'm already checked out from having anything to do with him he suddenly is there for me.
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>>1153512I get your dad's desire to move out of the nest, but no responsible parent in the world would let a 19 year old share a room with 30 year olds they don't know, also you really should have used his crossdressing secret as leverage for you to force him to leave you alone
No. 1155303
sorry this is gonna be long..
my roommate and i basically just keep to ourselves and dont really have issues with one another but there is one thing he does that i just cant get over.
he started dating this person who lives in a different city but comes over to stay on the weekend which is fine, but this person is highly allergic to cats and my roommate and i each have a cat.
His cat is super attached to him and used to sleep with him every night and would follow him everywhere. His cat does not like my cat, but my cat is obsessed with his and will chase her around because he wants to play with her.
My roommate's room was the safe place in the house for his cat and now she's not allowed in there at all because his new fling is allergic to cats.
When his new partner is here, it's like his cat doesn't exist at all. He ignores her completely and doesn't even feed her in line with her routine. Every single night on the weekend his cat will stand outside of his door and meow her head off. Her meows sound just so sad, and it's so heartbreaking to hear.
My roommate will ignore her pleas, but on occasion will open the door to his room only to shove his cat away and close the door again. It really does break my heart because his cat is so sweet and loves him so much and doesn't understand why all of this is happening.
And to make matters for the cat worse, my roommate's new boyfriend has started bringing their dog with them when they come. and guess where the dog sleeps? Thats right. with them in his room.
It's so disrespectful to the cats that live here in my opinion, and also kind of disrespectful to me. He didn't even ask me if I was okay with having a dog stay at our house. I do not like dogs and am allergic to them, my cat hates dogs and will attack them, and I really like being about to walk around my back yard without worrying about stepping in dog shit.
Oh, his partner also ruined my cast iron skillet by putting it in the dishwasher and leaving it wet and also used metal utensils in my non-stick pan.
Also, did I mention that his new partner is married? So he's shutting out his pet that has lived with him for 6 years in favour for this person who they just met and that he probably has no future with?
No. 1155317
>>1155309I honestly wouldn't care about it but its like his relationship with his cat did a complete 180. and its just heartbreaking to see his cat being treated this way.
Might be just because I would never, ever do that to mine.
No. 1155321
>>1155303idk that just screams insecurity to me… like he can't take a stance and just wants to be as convenient and appeasing as possible.
I've seen this before, ignoring pets to appeal to a new partner, always makes me look down on the person. Spineless behaviour.
No. 1155331
>>1155320it's not a lot to ask! I always end up comforting her and playing with her when it happens and I enjoy playing with her a lot! She is one of the sweetest cats i've met.
>>1155321Yeah…it made me lose a bit of respect towards my roommate to see him treat is pet like this.
No. 1160857
This was a long time ago (ten year ago) in my early 20s but still relevant; super long so apologies but there was just so much shit to remember
>me: Vulnerable person undiagnosed and untreated PTSD, OCPD, severe social anxiety and depression, no close friends, femcel, poor relationship with both parents, very sheltered upbringing
>go to warehouse rave parties b/c that’s what everyone in my school does and it's early tumblr era
>friend a promoter on facebook (32 y/o) after one party
>he begins inviting me to all his parties and introducing me to people, I feel like I finally “made it”
>find out he is actually petty drug dealer and a convicted felon in California but he seems to be nice to me and is bringing me into a cool nightlife art fashion scene he is a part of
>I met his on-off girlfriend (20 y/o) at one party, she actually seems normal and cool, we sort of get along, she lives with her mom and they are looking to move in together, has a cool schoolgirl/1960s style, knows a lot about fashion, is cute and very feminine looking
>Move into old apt my mom had that was a studio (but like fake 1 bedroom with french glass door and curtains), no job, no way to make money, have shitty job where I make 140/week
>offer promoter with his gf to live in the bedroom for 800 a month while I sleep on the coach, they immediately agree
>move it
>begin living the dysfunctional toxic junkie lifestyle they were living but I too naive to realize would happen
>Dude turns out to be a textbook sociopath, lifelong parasite and extreme drug addict, skipped out of parole and is basically one cop interaction away from going back to prison, mostly uses adderall/coke/various pills/MDMA/mushrooms/weed/even meth but refuses to touch opiates b/c was a heroin junkie before
> No set sleep schedule, I can’t sleep either because I can hear them talking/arguing and see the light thru the french doors
> drama because he invites his junkie friends over, is a manipulative liar, never showers, only eats Marie Calender chicken pot pies, their room smells like chicken pot pie sweat and marijuana, the whole apt looks like a nasty junkie apt, is always running some scam that backfires on them, he looks like a homeless junkie half the time, manipulates and steals from her and her friends, destroys her $500 designer sweaters and alexander wang socks by putting them on him in a junkie stupor
>They fight constantly about him being a junkie and not going to NA, how much her mom hates him, how he blackmailed her in the past with her coke use when they broke up. He brings up her dysfunctional family
> GF is a neat freak when not high, extreme control freak, trust fund kid from a wealthy family and pathological competitive over achiever and petty social climber obsessed with curating the perfect life on social media with the ‘right” friends, places, events ect. Uses most people and talks shit behind their backs.
>Screams at me for using her hair straightener once and forgetting to put it back. Used the kitchen table to make pizza with her junkie bf to show off her relationship on social media and broke a small wooden picture my mother brought with her with she immigrated to the united states, one of the few things she could bring. I come home and it’s lying was on the floor broken along with everything else I put there for decoration, while she was photographing their pizza. Ask her what happened with the things on the table that broke, she stares me down and says “ oh, that trash that was on table?” and slams the french door shut in my face.
> Also hates her father, a journalist who left her mother to marry a Serbian journalist during the Yugoslavian war and makes up bizarre lies about him like he on purpose caused a famous massacre of muslim Albanians so his now wife would get to cover it, just insane shit that gets contradicted later
>all of her close friends are bitchy gay men in fashion production majors, she has no close female friends, no straight male friends of lesbians, and they all disrespect and make a point to ignore me when they come over
>I quickly become pigeonholed as the mutual punching bag/lowman on totem pole, not cool enough to care about but tolerable to live with, am specifically locked out of their social activities unless a third party invites me, treated as the peasant as social events. No longer introduced to other people unless they have to, mostly ignored or treated with annoyance/anger unless one of them wants to bitch about the other behind their back
>leave me one time alone at a party at a junkie crackhouse in middle of nowhere with no transportation and no nearby train at 4am in the morning and just home by themselves
>This whole time I am also in love with a grandiose narc who talks down to me in front of our classmates and teachers, treats me like escort on call or ignores me 90% of time, am basically dying inside, try to extract some type of pity from him by drinking an 2/3rd of a bottle of vodka and crying hysterically for hours while he holds me down on the bed, physical fights with him, almost walk into traffic in front of him when was so drunk I could barely stand, throw glass Snapple bottle at him that shatters on the sidewalk in the middle of day, he never gets mad or stops calling me
b/c he likes this mentally unstable pathetic girl becoming more and more unstable crying over him while he dates other woman
>Roommates come home after a party arguing about something, I am already on my couch trying to sleep
>french door and curtain closes. Lights off but I hear some talking and smack which I think is them having sex followed by an extreme loud thud as something is slammed against the wall
>lights go on in their room
>I see gf face down on bed sobbing with junkie boyfriends knee on her back as he picks his keys off the bed (he always wore them on a chain around his neck)
>I’m so desensitized at this point and miserable and hate these people I just try to cover my eyes and try to go sleep
>she gets up and goes into my area crying that he tried to strangle her and body slammed her against the wall
>he comes out and starts saying she was the one who punched him first then grabbed his key chain and tried to strangle him
>I am thinking police are about to be called and Im about to kicked out this building because this whole time subletters have to be approved and they are living here illegally
>They are both trying to plead their side to me for some odd reason like my opinion is the deciding factor, she threatens to call the police
>he calls her a whore and leaves, says he isn’t coming back
>I go to sleep like wtf did I just witness
>next day she apologizes to me and says she is breaking up with him and he isn’t coming back ever. Argument was about….. him liking another girl’s photo on Facebook
>I think this maybe might be the start of a normal life, maybe we can be normal roommates or even friends w/o him creating drama with her all the time
>two weeks pass relatively drama free while she begins to be much nicer to me but in a way I already know is fake af, still like this situation despite now only getting $400 a month to live on from her, have chill single female roommate who keeps her space clean and drug use goes down drastically, we actually sleep at night, life is peaceful
>third week he moves back, says they talked it out and he is going to “change”
>pleasenopleaseno.jpeg
>junkie life resumes, projecting on me resumes, I am too broken and pathetic to kick them out
>year one mark passes
>start making some artsy cool casual friends outside of their social clique, spend less time in house, realize Im actually liked by people when these two are not exerting social control
>meet a boring, kind of dumb married dude at an event who sells men’s suits who also focuses on me as someone he can take advantage of
>Unlike all the other people, doesn’t treat me totally horribly, doesn’t insult or degrade me, has money to take me to fancy dinners, tells me I’m beautiful, is in contact constantly telling me I’m special to him and we have a “special bond”, doesn’t do drugs do have drama, we have some sort of low grade SB relationship but without any payout, but I feel sort of stable and not like killing myself when I am with him, spend less time at apt. Says he is getting a divorce soon and then we will move in together
>Roommates immediately freak out, female roommate tells me I am a disgusting whore even though she was on SA doing basically the same thing when I met her but for money
> suddenly both never want to be in the apt when he is there
>win.jpeg
>get extremely sick with spiking fever of 102 F, fever doesn’t go away after two days , just goes from normal to 102 in like 30 minutes
>having trouble standing up, blood pressure is super low, am waiting for my dad to come to take me to hospital
>Gf was out, sees dirty yellow under construction tape on the street in our filthy fucking city, brings it back and drapes it over me in my bed while I am trying to sit up saying “I got for you because you’re broken, hehe”
>goes into bedroom, five second convo, Im guessing junkie tells her I am going to hospital
>comes back out white faced and literally rips construction tape off me, apologizes profusely
>I end being in Hospital for 3 days, never found out what I had, then 3 more days in mom house
>come back
>these two idiots are sitting on the bed staring at me with eyes the size of plates
>omg anon-chan how are you feeling please tell me if you need anything I hope you feel better we were worried about you
>I literally can’t understand why they are doing this
>Honeymoon period lasts like 1 week before life resumes as normal
>meanwhile relationship sours with married guy because he is a controlling and also dumb and boring and he clearly isn’t getting divorced like he promised me he would
>I tell him to fuck off
>spend more and more time with new friends, grow closer to two girls who aren’t psychos
>realize this is what normal friendship is like
>narc ex re-enters my life
>pain and misery again
>chronic alcoholism again
>sick of drinking
>in total despair ask junkie roommate to buy me small amount of heroin from his connections so I can not be suicidal and miserable but not drink, rationalize Im only doing it for my chronic period pain
>he does but also begins using again
>shit really hits the fan
>junkie is either passed out or extremely aggressive when high
> everyone in building is afraid of him now including super and janitor who avoid him in hallways, gf is inconsolably upset, he begins to really treat her like absolute garbage
>I start being afraid Im going to get kicked out of building again
>I pass out multiple times snorting heroin but I stopped drinking
>narc suddenly doesn’t bother me as much anymore now that I’m high, nothing really bothers me
>spend my days scrubbing junkie’s blood off wall in bathroom from where he shoot ups in weird symbiotic relationship, we begin having conversations behind GFs back when she is gone
>I finish my kind of useless art history and theory degree, realize I do not have to see narc ever again, tell him I want to only be friends, end relationship after 2 1/2 years , growing closer to real friends, some tiny glimmer of self-respect emerging, also don’t want to become addicted to heroin and throw out last of what junkie gave me
>FINALLY ask junkie and GF to move out, they freak out and refuse saying I need to give a least 3 months and how dare I ask them to move out, gf bitchs me out. Junkie esp mad b/c he put all this time and effort into grooming me to become a drug addict
>I go out and leave flip camera running on windowstill to record them because I am nervous about what they are going to do/say while I am away
>get enraged text from GF while I am eating with nice friends saying they found my camera and how dare I record them
>get back home
>they are livid
>I deny recording them just to fuck with them at this point, tell them I just forgot it there
>next day they say they have changed their mind and will actually be moving out in two weeks
>hallelujah.jpeg
>next two weeks relatively chill, relations have completely collapsed and they mostly just leave the apt whenever I am there, we mutually ignore
>day of move
>gf is doing all the heavy lifting and packing all their shit while junkie is laying on the bed playing online poker
>I can’t believe how pathetic they both are and that I ever thought these people were cool
>Wonder how they will function without me as a scapegoat
>I ask if they need any help just to be polite
>GF is in great mood and actually accepts my offer to carry down some boxes
>they load their shit in an uber
>awkward goodbye with GF, junkie absolutely ignores me at this point
>they ride off into the sunset of a hot june day
>almost year 2 mark since they moved in
>go to their closet and clean out junk that junkie decided to just leave behind
>clean whole apt
>put sheets on bed
>can finally sleep in a bed
>finally free
epilogue:
Stayed connected to both of them on social media for a few years after this. They moved into another apt with roommates but unlike me these people weren’t punching bags and without a mutual enemy their relationship soon collapsed. Junkie tried to come by a week later to collect some mail and maintain diplomatic relations but I was just done. Junkie began using my address for credit and utility scams and and to this day still get collection letters for him to that address from diff agencies. GF also graduated and began climbing the fashion industry corporate ladder, had a brief relationship with a normal guy, he dumped her, became a rabbit lady for social media pics then cat lady after the rabbits kept dying, still obsessed with presenting an enviable life on social media. Unfollowed her one day and then she unfollowed and I lost touch with for almost 8 years. Junkie finds a new girlfriend in the heroin addicted vocalist of the band he was managing that later dies of OD. Also lose track of him. Move on with my life. Never hear about either of them again except junkie collection letters.
Log onto facebook recently for old times sake and see junkie had GF that hanged herself, this is second GF of his that died. Looks horrible at this point, like an 50 year old loanshark in a cheap suit, running some kind of bitcoin scam. Occasionally curious to google GF but instagram is private, no other social media. Had a strange feeling to look her up today and her instagram was public for the first time. Literally did not grow emotionally at all since age of 20-23, obsessed with the same petty social climbing/flaunting achievements online, wine , travel, food pics, seems to be femcel (last male seen on feed or tags is timid short asian man from 2018), still hanging with the same type of trashy fire island fashion gays. Go on what seems like paid vacations with her because none of them have the type of jobs to stay at the luxury resorts they go to with her. Taking the same party girl pics in the same 1960s mod pleated skirt tumblr styles except now looks horrible, like a drag cruella de ville. Has abs but with that horrible anorexic vegan look of zero body fat, zero boobs, horrible neck bands, just totally crashed into the wall going a hundred miles an hour at 30. Decide to check facebook again and first thing on feed is junkie. Six months after last gf died, he found another one and they are expecting a baby.
TLDR; I was stupid enough to let a convicted felony junkie sociopath and his crazy girlfriend live in MY apt for almost 2 years while I slept on this coach while they dragged me into their mutually destructive lifestyle, saw him slam her into wall, was treated like a scapegoat to slow their problems. Almost got addicted to heroin then finally kicked them out, dude still uses that address for scams, is expecting a baby this year despite being an absolute piece of shit, GF finally made her instagram public and find out she hasn’t changed in a decade and still likes the same tumblr shit she did in 2013 but haggard and lonely cat mom.
No. 1160972
>>1160857 that's one hell of a story
nonnie, I'm sorry you went through all of that and glad things got better for you
No. 1163351
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My roommate hates me for some dumb reasons. And now every time she sees me she makes a long FFFFFFFFFF sound. In the beginning it stressed me out that she hates me so much and I tried to talk and make peace with her. But I gave up and now its kinda funny FFFFFFFFFFFF
And she makes sure to talk shit to everyone about me and that I can hear it. And then sometimes she is really nice to me just to be exceptionally shitty the next day. I really learned my lesson to give no shit anymore, so thank you roomie-chan
No. 1163360
>>1163351Idk I feel like it would still be mentally taxing, I would cry. Good for you for not caring.
>FFFFFFFYou should just literally smack her
No. 1259455
>>1163351What are the dumb reasons? Maybe they’re
valid. Regardless I think those sounds are rude. I only roll my eyes when my room”mate” tries to talk to me a whole convo about her shitty boring life because I’d have to feel her toxins. But I always smile or say hi back and keep it brief. and she is a horrendous filthy smelly violent dangerous roommate. You either didn’t do shit or did worse than her. Sorry for asking, I’m just really
triggered by my retarded roomie.
No. 1259488
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>Be freshman in college
>I take school very seriously and am not used to living with others
>Out of my element with the whole college life thing
>Dry campus
>Roommates are stoner girls
>They do the whole cover the smoke detector and blow out the window method
>Roomie's moid, a fat drunkard, flunked out the previous year
>She lets him visit for days on end, while he stays in the same unwashed clothes that whole time and not showering
>Eats our food
>She fucks him in our bedroom, I walk in on it, want to hurl
>Always invite other druggies over, they fire nerf guns and act like retards when I'm trying to study
>Leave bowls of moldy ramen everywhere, sink is always a mess
>I study my ass off, sometimes late at night because it's the only time I can fit in
>Bitches about me studying keeping her from sleeping
>Never studies, skips class, stays in and smokes weed all the time
>Always in some kind of fight with her moid and skips classes because she's "stressed"
>Literally on academic probation but she keeps on making excuses to fail further
>My own mental health begins to take a toll on me, but I still try to study and separate it from the problems causing it
>She blames her academic probation and class skipping on my mental health issues, when she was doing it long before I had any problems
>Makes up stories about how I made her skip classes to come comfort me, when I would only really disappear at night
>All in all, blamed me for all her failures as she continued to be a lazy stoner with an obese blob loser bf
I'm glad I started going to a commuter school after this
No. 1259506
>>1259488Sorry to hear that anon. I had a psycho roommate who fucked her precious emotionally
abusive scrote in our room and called me backwards for standing up for myself. Reported that bitch to the manager.
No. 1259511
>>1259506Based
nonnie. I was too much of a wimp to report anything and ended up leaving anyway. Wish I had since she lied and threw me under the bus
No. 1259595
>>1259511kek dont let anyone stop you from bettering yourself anon. kisses and hugs.
that bitch got really mad after that and threw my jacket to the floor because she bought the hanger. fucking kek.. i hated her boyfriend too, he always compared her to me and pushed her to lose weight and be skinny like me. there was nothin wrong with her body, just with her head kek. that chinless bitch was emotionally abused by the scrote all the damn time so no wonder why she ended up fucked in the head.
the manager assigned me to the best room of the dormitory after that hah
No. 1259602
>>1259511My next roommate also fucked in the room. But I tolerated his pencil dick because this girl was nice. Also we would laugh after that at his pencil dick lmao
The scrote started to hit on me after she moved on to a much, much bigger dick
No. 1259948
>>1259642Yes based
>>1259884I’m judging you because you’re saying that the girl was nice, she is not? Sorry if it seemed this way, but it really makes me angry for you not that I’m angry at you. And yeah you’re right technically, but no, the girl was
not nice, she was a pervert and as is the scrote, but she invited her garbage to your room in the first place.
No. 1263771
I have a lot of connections with the local spiritual and nature preservation community in my town. More often than not, these people can be a little bit too eccentric and narcissistic for their own good because a majority of them are trustafarians. Here is my experience briefly living with some!
>Trustafarian Latina friend who is newly pregnant by her on again-off again white bf and they need a place to stay while they work and figure out a plan
>"Hey our old roommates just moved out, come through!" Thinking that hippies in relationships are chill and don't have drama, cheat or get into yelling matches.
>I'm wrong
>Every night he gets drunk, they fight. Then when he works in the morning, she tells me all about it
>I've been telling her to dump him for years now, surly isn't gonna happen while she's pregnant so I just listen
>She scolds me for using a dryer on my clothes and linens, goes on and on about how much better it is to hang dry clothes
>Next day asks me to move some things out of the dryer so she can use it
>Scolds me for having canned beans, it's wasteful etc etc
>Buys a dozen cans of Rosarita
>Bf and I go out of town for a week, come back and she has literally rearranged my furniture and decor
>While we were gone, the handle on the fridge and the freezer have gone missing.
>Neither of them say anything about it
>Bf brings it up to other male, he deflects blame by saying "I was gonna ask you the same thing"
>Male gets into car accident while rubbernecking at another car accident. Makes it everyone's fault and has 1,000 explanations as to how it wasn't his fault.
>Couch pillows start to go missing
>Chief Wonderbread took the pillows without asking because he's using her car now and her seats are uncomfortable
>He works as a plumber so now the pillows are visibly filthy
>He also takes my coffee cups everywhere without asking
>They get into huge argument about him still being in connection with a girl he cheated on her with over a year ago
>She leaves to stay with other friends
>Now stuck with the 30 something year old white boy with thinning Grinch finger dreadlocks who I never liked in the first place
>Anytime he sees me or my partner doing anything from cooking, crafting, to being in the middle of a game of dominos he inserts himself into the situation and loudly explains how we're doing it wrong and there is a more efficient way of doing it, all while reeking of beer
>Friend returns thankfully, now I'm angry for her because I really see how he is and how he talks down to her
>Try to convince her that he isn't worth it, she needs to leave him
>They end up abandoning the plan to work and earn enough money for a space to stay, they buy a $3k tent and move into a commune in the forest
Thank God, she safely gave birth to her child in the tent without medical assistance. Lord knows the moid would've been no help in an emergency. She fronts on Instagram about their communal lifestyle like it's all flowers and bonfires but she texts me about how she and her child's father still get into it frequently on the compound.