Neighbors from Hell

Home is where the heart is..unless that home turns into a drug ring.

With youth comes tolerance for the unimaginable… often times with living situations. Whether it’s roommates, (my own lack of) cleanliness, or uninvited pests; I’ve tolerated it all, but nothing comes close to the pests that are my previous neighbors. That’s the nicest word I could use to describe these people but before my blood pressure goes up from ev…