What he wants is for someone, family or sugardaddy, someone who can afford it, to BUY HIS LAZY ASS A HOUSE.
He just got into that little one bedroom lugg-jury' apartment weeks ago and already he's going on about a fucking house again, a house he can't possibly afford.
(*btw: Weren't we going to move to a more lugg-jury' unit in a week or two _______ months ago?
![Rolling on the floor laughing :rofl: 🤣](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f923.png)
God, he's so tiring, such a lying POS.)
Like a child, he wants, wants, wants....another shiny object. He gets it and is happy momentarily, then the 'new' wears off and he wants again, and again, and again. It's an old story of a childish, no, infantile nominal adult. He will always be dissatisfied with what he wants when he gets it or something approximate. That will be the story of his life. Always wanting, always whining and always eventually dissatisfied. He's a loser and only keeps his pointy head above water with the help of others, the few stans and sugardaddies left, family and that stupid Doormat.