I hate living with other people. Living with you frustrates the shit out of me sometimes. We’ve had this discussion several times, I remind you nicely, I remind you passive-aggressively, and you haven’t made an effort to change. It makes me not want to be with you because it makes me think this is what our life together is going to be like forever, and I don’t want to live like this, ever. You don’t seem to understand the stress you subject me to. I don’t need stress; I’d rather be alone.

  1. my-ass-is-haunted said: Oh my god, this.
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