Saturday, April 7, 2012

Furious.

How dare you go into my room when I'm in the bathroom. All I want to do is pee and I walk out to see your yellow blur leaving my room. Don't think that I don't have stuff against you. And don't you think for one second that you're safe. My friends live with the RA and I have RA friends I will get you kicked out faster than you can blink and loose your housing for next year. And don't you dare think that I wouldn't for a second. I can't stand your face and I am sick of you. You are scum on the bottom of my shoe and I want nothing to do with you.

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