Glaring so hard at the wall right now
SHUT. UP.
There are reasons why I LOVE leaving Wiley at night, and one is because of these two bitches who live next to me. It’s 2 in the fucking morning, and you two ALWAYS have guys over, yelling and screaming and talking about the most unintelligible things I have ever been tormented with. And last night, they were pelting things at the wall.
For fuck’s sake, the walls aren’t prison cell thick. Shut the hell up already. No one on our floor likes either of you, and no one likes the rep you girls give us. Going out every weekend and sleeping over at the frats? Having different guys every night? Clapping my hands at you girls. Bravo.
