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The Pony

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A couple years ago, I let this girl (herein referred to as "The Pony") live with me. She had no job, no car, and had just been kicked out by her parents. When she called me with her sob story, I offered her a place to stay until she got things worked out. Little did I know that was going to turn into 11 months of PURE HELL! In the time she stayed with me, I bought all her cigs, paid every penny of the rent and utilities, bought 99% of the food; long story short she never got a job while in my apartment. I also found out, shortly after she moved in, that she was diagnosed Borderline and Bipolar and refused to take her meds because she didn't believe it. BITCH WAS CRAZY! I wanted to kick her out after about 3 months, but I'm too nice, always have been, and I knew that if I did she'd go back to her parents' house and be forced to break up with her boyfriend (who her parents hated.) I got pregnant in November of that year, and hid it from everyone but her. ESPECIALLY the scumbag father. About 5 months in, it started. My best friend stopped talking to me, and when I asked him why he broke down. Turns out, The Pony had been going around to all of my friends and acquaintances, even people I barely knew, and telling them A) That I was pregnant, B) Who the father was, C) That she disagreed with my choice to do adoption, because she thought the sperm donor would be a great father, (and here's the big whopper) D) That I was drinking a bottle of Smirnoff vodka every night, doing acid and shrooms, snorting coke and Xanax, shooting heroin, smoking meth, and punching myself in the stomach several times a day, ALL to try and kill the baby. I did none of that, and my best friend believed her because, after all I'd done for her, he didn't believe she'd stoop that low. The day I found that out, she found her every worldly possession, mixed in with every piece of trash I could find, on the front porch in garbage bags. I barely restrained myself from ruining her life, but there are so many ways I could have done it. One phone call to her parents was all it would have taken. About a week later, I noticed my favorite pair of jeans was gone. I texted her, and she said she never saw them. Later, she came by to pick up a few things she'd forgotten, and SHE WAS WEARING THOSE JEANS! Never, never again will I live with someone until I know them better than they even do. TL;dr Let a girl freeload off of me for 11 months, she ruined my life. Never live with someone you wish to remain friends with at the end, unless you know them inside and out.

February 15, 2012

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