Just once I would like something to be mine.
My parents bought me things I needed - a desk, a stereo, carpeting, a dorm room fridge - but claimed that these things belonged to them and they were merely lending them to me.
I've rented apartments since 1997.
I crash on couches.
I lease my car.
I borrow DVDs from the library.
I've borrowed someone else's family.
I always seem to be borrowing someone else's man.
When will something - anything - be mine?
Life for Rent
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