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The only single roommate
I SWEAR TO FUCKING BOB. The boys are here all the FUCKING time. I FEEL LIKE I ROOM WITH MARRIED COUPLES. I can NEVER DO MY LAUNDRY because THREE BOYS DO THEIR LAUNDRY HERE. OH YEA THAT’S FINE GO TAKE A SHOWER AND GET READY FOR WORK WITH HER WHILE I WAIT TO TAKE A SHOWER AFTER YOU SO I CAN GO TO WORK..all day every day. Oh and yes please don’t text me when they are in the apartment so I walk out without a bra on and in my underwear… Cool. I’m sick and tired of all this bullshit I have to put up with these girls, I love them to death but THE BOYFRIENDS DON’T PAY RENT AND THEY ARE IN MY APARTMENT MORE THAN I AM. Give me a break, they dont have to be here every damn moment of the day. I’m DONE. Done.
“I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year.”
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via anditslove)









