| my roommate is really funny.
she figured out my password
(it wasn't hard)
and deleted entries.
funny thing is:
i can easily change my password
and re-write the entries.
oh, annie, you are really fucking sneaky.
so here's what i have to say
about the things she has recently done to me:
she killed my fish
because she used all of my fish bowl cleaners.
and i couldn't clean his bowl when it was time to.
she threw all my food out of her refrigerator
and put it onto my desk.
i should prolly charge her money for it.
and i think she possibly stole $22 out of my wallet
while i was sleeping the other night.
who else would be that malicious, honestly?
i am going home this weekend and
i might literally STRIP my room
so that she cannot touch anything.
this is how much hatred i have towards this individual.
now who is laughing?
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| there are these thoughts churning.
and i don't know which one will prevail.
ideas! memories! pain!
but i do know that two days of being drunk is making me tired.
and my bed looks awfully nice.
i also know that i hate it here and a lot of the people here as well.
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| that made everything better.
but i still am going to be a chainsmoker and alcoholic.
it makes me forget. |
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