sometimes you cry so hard in front of your super he climbs your fire escape to discover a landlord’s worst nightmare situation happening right above you. now you are soul bonded with the super and the landlord’s nightmare has only just begun
florinegrassenhopper it was a crazy hoarder situation full of bugs mice and trash :-( there was however a litterbox but no cat… there’s cat bones under the trash, mama, for sure
idk if this is a phenomenon unique to nashville’s specific breed of gentrification, but if you see these black obelisks popping up in your neighborhood your landlord is likely a supervillain who is going to jack up rent to fund his next super heist
truly America’s pastime. I was reading in the park earlier and overheard a girl dishing about a breakup to her friend who was kinda implying she was in the wrong… and she was like “so did I lie? Yes. But I meant it at the time” and then explained to her friend how the NYT connections puzzles work. I only hope people are as thrilled when they listen in on my crazy ass. I love being nosy
really just stretching your whole body so intensely you’re using muscles you didn’t even know you had and squeaking like a little mouse. wiggling like a worm on the sidewalk after it rains when you poke it with your shoe, but a little slower. maybe more snake than worm. but to each their own
