I’m. So. Angry.
I’m eternally thankful for the people who came and brought my roommate home tonight.
But other than that, I’m mad. I’m mad that I’m being made into an asshole and selfish friend for not wanting to take care of my drunk roommate. Did it ever pop into anyone’s head that I didn’t go to the party because I was tired. Or because I didn’t want to deal with drunk people in the first place. Maybe I’m a terrible person. But just because you live with someone does not mean that you should have to be punished for their bad decisions.
And I also believe that if you purposely get someone drunk, you should own up to it and offer to help instead of trying to back out of it. If you want to be her boyfriend, or whatever, you better take on those responsibilities. You look shitty when you run away after you caused the problem.
Sometimes I wonder what happened to you dear roommate. If you are looking for a replacement for your mother, you’ll have have to find someone else.
My dear followers of this tumblr…I no longer use this blog “other.” While it is technically my primary blog (according to tumblr) it is not the blog I actually post on. So go ahead and move on over to my other url http://squirrelnextdoor.tumblr.com/
That’s where all the magic happens :)