WHAT THE FUCK IS UP, DENNY'S

absolutely scammed by my stupid vegan oldhead recently-former roommate in his 30's who owed me $500 and bought a guitar instead of paying me back. literally destroyed my $400 couch with his armpit stink and jacking off on it to chaterbate in the living room instead of your bedroom. my mum refused to sit on it and i lied that the smell was your cat's litterbox i'd have to yell at you to fucking clean daily

told me i "needed" thousands of dollars of shit and sent me walls of aliexpress links for me to do basic screenprinting

ok jackass i print on my floor and hold the frame steady with my foot and local bands are getting me to do custom work for them and people only buy your badges because they think we're still friends

fuck you for saying i wouldn't "get" how to use a badge press i bought my own and it's easy as fuck you gatekeeping freak. up the p0nx amirite

and of course i just heard about about you making out with a minor in your late 20's, but despite you whinging to me about every scrap of drama you've been in since you were born, you somehow skipped over that one. and now you're lampooning to everyone that'll listen that i was "abusive" -- sorry i fucking didn't enjoy you getting airdry clay on everything i owned, eating my food, mooching money off of me because i worked 11 hours a week and you were on the dole because you only wanted to work at doc martens and were too fucking good for any other job, and yelled at you when you tried to kick me out of the flat for the day to have a girl over for sex on my FUCKING BIRTHDAY

i work two jobs and study full time. i'm trying to get a fine arts degree. i work as a bartender in a club (they cut my hours. trying to get another gig. the job market sucks.) and my 2nd job is at an axe throwing/rage room venue (mostly as a frycook.. i supervise rage rooms sometimes. i haven't finished training to be promoted to an axe throwing supervisor yet. hopefully it goes well, this job fucks.)