says he cant take it anymore. before i left for LA i had a lil bbq at my house. we drank sake bombs and did that till like 11pm then broke it up. he said he couldnt stand it but never tells anyone. no "can u keep it down" or nothing. now that fucktard is moving out right now

im kinda glad. he's a straight L.O.S.E.R.
got divorced cause he was an alcoholic. lost everything. pays child support. has a beat up mattress with no bottom mattress. drinks like 20 diet pepsi's a day to combat his addiction. if he takes any of my shit im gonna unleash my pythons on his face

cliffs: i got a lil loud one night, roommate says nothing to me, decides to move out