Living with my landlord will take some getting used to. I’d rented this house from Kaley six months ago, and now she’s moved back. She’s cut my rent in half, which is cool, but damn, I like my privacy. More than likely, I’ll look for another place, which sucks, because I’ve now settled in.
Kaley seems nice enough. She’s been here two days, but I haven’t seen her much. She’d give me my deposit back if I wanted to move, but the thought of packing up and moving seems exhausting.
Her relationship hasn’t worked out, for some reason. Relationships are tough. I should know. I’ve been in several.
My mother had a different boyfriend every month, which is from whom I’ve learned most of what I know. She wasn’t much of a role model. She did the best she knew how, but it hadn’t been that good in my
