I absolutely do not like kids. I'm living with renters. One of them is a single mother with kids. She doesn't even watch them. I made friends with other renters, and she is an older lady. We made friends quick. But the older lady knows I do NOT like kids at all. They are noisy, and loud. I understand kids like these, won't know any better. The older lady told me to chill. We're great friends, and she had been helping me out. Seriously, the mother needs to watch them.

These kids are destructive. The single mother do not watch them. And they run around the house. They are 4 and 2. I do not like the single mother, either. She's nice. Friendly. But I DO NOT LIKE THEM AT ALL.

My mother use to tell me, that I'm "gonna be a good man", and "gonna find a good wife" for me. Yeah, right. After the devastating loss of reasoning, because the former bitch of a girlfriend loved me in which I thought, and I fell in love with her, it lead a trail of brokenness and finding myself. A woman's finding themselves is fucking another guy across the world. I'm just finding myself in a major city. With hobbies I can find and associate myself with.

Seriously, I used to like the idea of having kids, until I had my heart torn out. Now, I am living with a renter and other renters. Living with renters is fine. With kids, fucking NO.

I am friendly and all. But the place is a recovery house, and I'm saving my money for another place. I missed the peace and quiet. I missed it. I wouldn't have kids now. Not in this world as it is.