We pass each other in the hallways.
He uses the house to sleep, take a shower, make a mess in the kitchen and then he runs out of the house the minute i get home. And he wonders if i'm mad at him. Nope. he's never around so he shouldn't even be here. i'd prefer it.
He puts his friends before all else. He doesn't see me as a friend so i am wondering why am i letting him live here?
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