(now i can do this)
love that i lash out at my phone instead of the person on the other end.
love that my neighbors decorate their porch with icicle lights all year long.
love that my room has a weird smell that i can't get rid of because i can't figure out how to open the windows.
love that when i'm sad i listen to embarrassing music in the vein of dashboard confessional and snow patrol.
love that my living room has no curtains, so anyone passing by can get a full view of my roommate making me do hip hop abs with her.
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