Okay... I do not care if you come home at 10:30 at night. Hells, I don't care if you make it back here at all. I do not need to hear you storm into the bloody house, stomp your fucking feet, and slam and throw your shit all over the gotdamn place when my boyfriend is asleep. It's unnecessary. As is your existence.

Roommate From Hell: Is Karlo home?
Me: No, why?
RFH: Oh, I was thinking that we should all take a day to clean the whole house.
Me: Ummm... Okay... How about after exams?
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_Had a stupid fight
_Got locked in boyfriend's our bedroom (Bad doorknob!)
_Had to pee real bad
_Peed in sink (When you gotta go...)

Nothing can describe the way I feel better than...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Because life is fucking cruel like that.

I feel like shit, but at least you're happy.

Thank God, you're back, babe.

I hate that you're not here with me today.
Four days, four hours, and three minutes until you get home.

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