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Fine. I loved apartment living at first. It was an essential step on my path to adulthood. I finally felt like a real grownup. Independent. All on my own in the big city.
Except that I wasn’t. Not really. But I had my apartment first. He came after. It’s hardly fair to blame the apartment complex for a lying, mooching… Bottom line: apartment living is fine. It’s just not for me. Maybe it’s because I grew up in the country. Wide, open spaces and all that… It was a good experience and now it’s done. Just like my relationship with "He Who Can No Longer Hurt Me".
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