Remember when we all lived together and you tried to run my life like a parent? Remember when I said i wanted to have my girlfriend over who you didn't get along with and you thought moving out was a more reasonable reaction? That was all really fucked up, but it is so great to see how fat you've gotten now and to hear how that your boyfriend doesn't find you attractive enough for sex anymore. We both know that he wants to leave you, but can't seem to muster enough will power to actually do it. I guess you being the worst housemate that ever existed was your weak attempt to have control over something in your life. It turns out you packing up your shit and leaving was the best that could have happened.
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