So, I texted my roommate telling her how I’m going to start killing people because the dirty dishes situation is ridiculous. And how we have ants because no one knows how to clean the fuck up. Instead of texting me back, she send a group message to me and our other roommate saying how we need to start doing dishes, split the cost of any spray/traps, blah blah blah.
NO. I’M NOT EVEN A PART OF THAT EQUATION. I clean up after myself. That mess is not mine. Hence, I’m not cleaning it.
i hate when i wear a skirt or dress somewhere and people ask me why i’m dressed so fancy like i don’t need an occasion to free my legs from the constraints of pants thank you very much