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An Anti-Ode to a Roommate. (We’ve all had them, unfortunate as it is.)
You say that you’re hungry, but you don’t eat.
You say that you’re tired, but you never sleep.
You say you’re hungover, so you go have another drink.
You skype with your boyfriend. Is he even real?
“Oh yeah, he’s from California!”
Well I don’t know if that’s what I believe.
You’re taking Chem 2? Oh, I know that’s a lie.
Do you really think I care?
Don’t you know not all designer is fashionable?
That MK says “Look at me I’m rich!”
Maybe. A rich grandma, that is.
The price of your prom dress goes up with each story.
Same with that cowboy hat.
I think you might be a compulsive liar.
We’re friends when it’s convenient. For you.
You introduced me to my best friend. I’ll always be grateful.
But that’s all.
You can go out, get drunk, have fun with your “friends”.
You can complain about your dirty car to them.
It’s good to know this year is almost at its end.

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