i feel like… once you rape a person, you lose absolutely all humanity. like anything you do after that doesn’t matter and your death will only improve the universe
i’m scared to be in my apartment, one of my roommates has a male friend (he has a girlfriend who lives a couple buildings over) who sells drugs and i’m scared of what will happen if security finds him here.
after the apartment management sent a fumigator to our apartment (all girls) while we were all asleep at 8am without telling us, i was pissed and scared and rightfully so. i went into the kitchen in my pjs and he was there. so i emailed the office telling them i was extremely upset and scared and they threatened to ban me from the front office because i was complaining that they didn’t do their jobs.
i hate where i live, my living situation is fucking hell. i’m scared of my roommates friend and i can’t tell the office about it because not only do they hate me but they also buy drugs from him. i feel trapped here and i can’t wait for my lease to end in july.
