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Anyone want to kill my bitch-of-a-roommate for me?
She told a friend of hers on the phone that she needs to tell one of her roommates to commit suicide or something so that that particular roommate will move out. I, being the only other roommate home at the time, am pretty sure this slight was about me. I am bipolar or something....
Please take into consideration that I did not want to commence in pay-attention-to-Jenna-time when I got home after a 15 hour trip to see my ailing grandpa, who I am very worried about. Also note, I am having a difficult semster, my grandma recently die, I got into a serious car accident (car totaled) and escaped only with my life and functioning of my person, my grandpa is possibly on the verge of death in the next few months, I hate Orlando and all the superficial fucks in it, and maybe, just maybe mind you, I might like a little privacy and quiet time.
Jenna, likes to be loud, party, have sex, talk about sex, think about sex, go after sex, and drink herself into poison and folly. She fears death and must make sure someone is paying attention to her at all time to make sure she doesn't fade away. She has had a silver spoon shoved so far up her ass, she sees diamonds in her own reflection. She wants to be a social worker. I fucking hate her.
She told a friend of hers on the phone that she needs to tell one of her roommates to commit suicide or something so that that particular roommate will move out. I, being the only other roommate home at the time, am pretty sure this slight was about me. I am bipolar or something....
Please take into consideration that I did not want to commence in pay-attention-to-Jenna-time when I got home after a 15 hour trip to see my ailing grandpa, who I am very worried about. Also note, I am having a difficult semster, my grandma recently die, I got into a serious car accident (car totaled) and escaped only with my life and functioning of my person, my grandpa is possibly on the verge of death in the next few months, I hate Orlando and all the superficial fucks in it, and maybe, just maybe mind you, I might like a little privacy and quiet time.
Jenna, likes to be loud, party, have sex, talk about sex, think about sex, go after sex, and drink herself into poison and folly. She fears death and must make sure someone is paying attention to her at all time to make sure she doesn't fade away. She has had a silver spoon shoved so far up her ass, she sees diamonds in her own reflection. She wants to be a social worker. I fucking hate her.