My mother started pressuring me to buy a house and a new truck the very fucking second I turned 20. She’d invite me out to lunch and “surprise” me by taking me to a dealership to test drive a truck or she’d pull over at random houses with for sale signs and try to talk me into buying whatever rando’s house we were parked in front of.
Here’s the kicker, my mom’s credit is utter dogshit because she buys the poor person’s idea of rich people stuff with money she doesn’t have. She buys hordes of useless shit on credit and then her latest rich husband begrudgingly pays off her debts until she drains him like the vampire she is. She’s a gender.
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