My roommate in the barracks is a slob. I hate cleaning before I go to bed to find a new mess he's made in the morning. It's infuriating when that morning happens to fall on the day of a room inspection.
I'm thinking about moving back into my apartment, but I'm not sure I can live with my wife and I would need a ride to work from someone who isn't very reliable.
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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