i hate my roommate
hes like my mom
but without any of her positive qualities
its not just his overbearing breathing down my neck
he cant let go of things
i pace when i think
most people find it annoying when i do it in front of them
so if they say something i dont
when i pace in the hallway
he gets upset
and yells at me to stop
because when he is sleeping he can hear me
i dont mind that
i just dont pace past his room when he sleeps
but he yells at me for doing it even when he is not
when he first moved in the apartment smelled because we had just had a party
(it smelled like beer)
ever since then whenever he walks in he says it smells
it doesnt always smell
he opens the window
i hate being cold
whatever he does is ok but when i do something its wrong?
that is what i hate
it reminds me of my family
there is no equality
he holds onto stupidity
whenever i start pacing whether hes sleeping or not
whether im pacing in the hallway past his room or not
he still gets al in my face
hes anoying
i dislike him
sometimes i dont as much and then im told i shouldnt hold onto my anger cuz that could be bad for my mental health
but if i dont then i treat him like a normal person
and i am  nice
and it doesnt pay off because hell take whatever favor ot item i offer
and then forget it when he wants to yell at me
i gave him fucking furniture
i guess i cant be upset he did buy chairs and he is letting me use them
oh wait no i can still be upset
he tried to make me lease his fucking chair