So my lamp went out and I have been using my roommate’s lamp for the past few weeks. She kind of bitched at me yesterday, but i have just been so busy and I’m never really home. I also told her that I don’t know how to get up to my ceiling and fix it.
I called our handy man and he goes “what do you want me to do?” “you dont have a boyfriend to help you?”
Really? I never thought my own fucking landlord was capable of wounding my weak spot. I don’t even have a fucking guy friend I am close enough to to ask.
I feel so alone.
omg its me
OMG GONNA GO CRY BAI