Then there's the frat brothers hanging out at the closed gas station across the road from my window, blaring their music. I wish I knew te curfew hours to report them to the city police. I'm trying to study, for Christ's sake. Finals are coming up.

I hate loud music. Especially at night.

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Well you said you adored living there. Kinda contradicting yourself eh?  

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I do adore it, but if you use your literacy skills, I said 'but' following that. Contradiction not.

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Deal with it!!

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Which is what I should tell them when I 'accidentally' drop my books all over their cieling.

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And as for dealing with the frat brothers across the way, I'm half tempted to call the cops for 'noise infringement'.

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*Forever & Always...Yours*

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Damn you really must be lonely.... :(

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No, actually, I am quite content with life, with quite a few friends, loving family, and a good career ahead of me. Lonely, I am not.

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Then why do thing like having guy friends over to stay bother you so

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Because having them over is one thing, but letting them crash is another. It's violating the rules. When you sign a lease, you accept the liabilities. When you break them, you accept the consequences. When you see someone breaking the law, or a rule you know of, you are liable and almost required to report them, for your sake and theirs, and the people around you.

It's quite a bit of a deal, when rules are being broken. This is adult hood. You have rules. Fucking follow them.

I'm hardly an angry person. I just know where lines are, and not to cross them. Welcome to being an adult. If I have to do it, so do you.

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