Free from escorting homeless people from the building that I spend a lot of money on to sleep at and stuff. Free from telling the young drunk men at 4 in the morning to go sing "Stacey's mom has got it going on" elsewhere because I have class at 9. Free from the pornament tree. Free from the overated school and it's ridiculous school spirit. Free from suitmates waltzing into the room through the bathroom when nobody responds to the knocks...because I'm trying to sleep. Free from strangers attempting to do the same (minus knocking) when the front door is locked at 2 in the morning and choosing to instead just stroke it. Free from the noise, the attitudes, the lack of compassion, meat, and the people that I despise and try my hardest not to become.
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