Roommates are not your friends, they’re potential enemies. I’m writing this while my italian roommate loudly meal preps and talks on the phone to family in the old country.
economically speaking it is probably very bad that so many people who move out of their parents’ place need roommates. HOWEVER i just got home in a weepy mood and as soon as i opened the door my roommate started singing and requested to watch saturday night fever soooo
Incredibly stylish movie. Gorgeous b&w, the score, the glamor, the fantasy, the ending. I watch it whenever I want to feel like the lady of the manor. Gothic country house noir comfort movie.
I feel like loving someone until the end of time is underrated. i made this [redacted] profile so I could stalk my ex-situationship (they know who they are) stage five clinger? Whatever. I’m going to obsess over a three month relationship that ended a year ago if I want to.
Online is a safe space for me to be fucking insane. If I cyber bully you in the dms take it as a compliment. I blocked, unblocked and re-followed you? I probably want to be friends. If I hide my story from you it means I think you’re in love with me and this way it will be easier for both of us.
