shit day

so, turns out i cant even get a place in a fucking hostel. hello cardboard box.

i also think my stomach might be disintegrating, having spent most if the day curled up in pain, in between crying about how shit everything else is.

i just want a flat/bedsit/studio/anything. i want my own space, but im not fussy-i dont care if its manky, i just need somewhere i can make feel like my own safe space. i really dont see how thats to much to ask.