I've been thinking.... paying a couple of hundred dollars more for a place near the ocean and my favorite coffee shop is pretty fucking logical. Id rather work a little harder, shell out a little more dough and neglect this boring as hell city i live in for something that could make me happy. And if I end up renting my whole life, who really gives a flying fuck? If I plan on befriending neighbors, going for a walk, having people over and so on, it better be somewhere I can tolerate. I'd like to wake up everyday and know for a fact that 50 percent of the reasoning behind MY good day is due to my goddamn surroundings. for real.
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Did someone consider it implausible? Well tell them to fuck off cause you're completely right. I really hope you get the place!
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