It all started last year. I was living in a trailer with a friend. She had a lease on it, and we had agreed that I would pay a set amount for the rent. It was perfect for a bit! We had our own areas of the trailer as it had an extension with an extra living room and bedroom, with a laundry room in the middle, so we didn't really see each other unless we passed by to use the washroom, had a meal together or had occasionally bumped into each other on our way in and out of our home.

Then, all of a sudden, she gets into some debt and doubles my rent on me! It was illegal, but there was nothing I could do! I had actually moved out of town to live there for the cheaper rent opportunity as I had just got out of an abusive relationship, so I had to work overtime to try and make my ends meet. I barely scraped by until I met this guy, and after a while of sucking his cock and fucking his brains out, I decided to ask him to move in and help me pay the rent. 

(He was to rent the spare bedroom that we used as storage. It was tiny but it was a room! Also, funny story. We had known each other for years, but since I was in a relationship, we didn't hang out much, so when we finally did when I was single, we grabbed a case of beer and he decided to eat me out on the couch! His roommate, his buddy and two girls they brought over walked in on us, so he took me into the bathroom, pulled down his boxers and fucked me on the counter. The funny part is, that it was on the toothpaste tube, and it exploded all over my ass and stained his boxers. I actually have this pair of boxers to this day, just to remind me of the first time I got busted and also the first time toothpaste exploded on my ass! He actually lived with me for quite a bit, and helped me along the way to getting where I am today! Today he is actually my agent! We meet up from time to time to do shoots and such, but anyways, back to the story...)

My roommate decided to rent out his old bedroom since he was now sleeping in my bed, which he pretty much ended up doing from the start. I guess they decided to drink a few cases of beer with a very emotional elderly man, and it caused a huge fight. So she called the cops on me because I wouldn't leave. Even though I had nothing to do with the situation, I was then evicted by the landlords with 24 hours notice! 

I left with my "boyfriend" and moved into a suite we managed to find with very little notice. We had the opportunity to live there for a month as long as we paid the rent back. Which we did! UNFORTUNATELY, we did this knowing that we had no power in the house. These people were drug addicts, which we did not know at the time, and within 24 hours of being in the house, the power cut out on us. Boom, no hot water, no electricity, no way to cook, no light, and no money! Even the food bank couldn't help us as we didn't have three months residency in the city and when we got emergency food hampers, half the food was moldy or we were unable to cook it. We could not have a fire as there was a fire ban and the house was on a field of tall dry grass.

After the roommates had gotten comfortable with us, they decided to really let things get out of control. Now they were physically fighting each other. (They were a couple about 15 years older than I am!) Screaming all night long, keeping us awake, terrified, trying to find any way possible to get out of the mess we got into. We had to stay there, freezing cold in the dark, for four months. We only got to eat when we managed to scrape money together doing odd jobs and basically begging everyone we know for some money for food. We couldn't hold our jobs. We had no way to charge a cell phone, no alarm clocks, no way to shower as the water was ICE COLD. No food in our bellies or sleep. It was arguably worse than what was to come. THE NEXT EVICTION!

All of a sudden, it was dropped on us AFTER we paid rent for the month, that we were now paying as if it was a hostel. We had to pay her 90 dollars a night just to stay in a dark, powerless, toxic bedroom or we would be beaten with a baseball bat. WHAT THE HECK? All voice too, so I couldn't record it, I couldn't really call the cops either because if I had done that, and nothing happened, I would then be in an even worse position. So, WE DECIDED TO DITCH.

AGAIN, thank goodness for having some extra money at this point as we had both worked crazy overtime and left soon enough that we didn't spend all of it, we were able to rent a room in a huge house! Except, now that it was huge, everyone thought it was the perfect place for a party house. We did not get house keys, so the front door was ALWAYS to be unlocked. Even when we screamed at them not to come over, piles and piles of people would, and when our friends decided to go to another house, our roommate's friends would come over. My "boyfriend" had actually gotten jumped 5 times in the span of three months, having his face split open twice.

After a few months of living there, the landlord tells us that the lease was running out in a couple of weeks and that we were expected to be out, and clean the house before we left! We did, unfortunately for us though, the house was DISGUSTING. When we moved in, there was a storage room full of cupboards and drawers full of spilled liquids and half full empties, with bags of garbage filling the room, stacked all the way to the ceiling, and magically, our roommates put barely any effort in to up to clean the place! 

We managed to find another room, this time, only living there for one day before my boyfriend was punched in the face by the drunk landlord who had sat in the kitchen drinking all night by himself on Canada Day. All we had to do was walk in the door after midnight! We lived in that house for a total of 32 hours before he kicked us out, and he took our whole rent and damage deposit for it. WE WERE SCREWED, YET AGAIN, BUT THIS TIME, HAD NO-WHERE TO GO!

We posted everywhere searching for someone to let us crash on their couch for a bit, but nobody answered. I am a foster child, my mom passed away from suicide when I was ten, my dad never admitted to being my father. My boyfriend had moved seven hours away from home to be with me, his mother has several mental illnesses and has been out of his life since he was a young teenager and his father was in prison on the other side of the country. Neither of us had any connection with family, we had no options but to look for help from another stranger. We managed to get a tent and a backyard to pitch it in. THIS WAS WHERE THINGS WERE GOING TO HIT ROCK BOTTOM FOR ME.

My "boyfriend" and I have now ended up constantly arguing, mostly because of being hungry and stuck in a small tent together with my cat. WHO I FORGOT TO MENTION UNTIL NOW. We always managed to get her fed, that was easy, but getting us fed, not so easy! We were now exclusively eating fast food. We couldn't work jobs, so we would post ads everywhere we could to try and sell nude photos of me for money. This is when we came up with the idea to make some money together on webcam but we could NOT post in the tent. We had to connect to public wifi and use a Chromebook, which is what I still use to this day! We sold photos and videos exclusively to Canadians who could e-transfer. We ended up making hundreds of dollars in a day sometimes and barely anything on other days. We had been paying a lot for food, so we didn't really get to save up too much and at the times that we did save up, there were no places available to rent and the ones that did, didn't want to let a homeless couple into a house. They didn't think we could cover the rent!

Then we found one couple who rented out a private upper-level suite to us. I opened my cam profiles, as well as ManyVids and others. I have now been living in my place with a very happy landlord, a flat screen tv, two couches, a bed and everything I need for my kitchen and I haven't had to work outside of my house in almost six months now! I can thank adult entertainment for that! My "boyfriend" had apparently only stayed my "boyfriend" to get me back on my feet, and we both decided to just be friends after spending so much negative time together, which made us feel like we weren't meant to be anything more than friends. However, we will always remain to be best friends and hopefully co-workers! :)

THANK YOU SOO MUCH IF YOU ACTUALLY TOOK THE TIME TO READ THAT. Honestly, it's pretty hard to admit, but it feels really good to be able to get all of that off my chest. I also want my fans to feel like they can talk to me about anything.                                                                                                                 

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