People leaving trash on the lawn is a little beyond 'you left dishes in the sink' type shit. I think you're entitled to check your roommates on that.
Yes, I know it's beyond mores, I only need to look at every single house in mi barrio (even the house the bangers congregate at!) to know we presently exist beyond the pale.
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how I hadn't blown up about it, it's because I'm aware enough to know I'm wired wrong, but not able to correct the wiring, so I negate that part of myself in its totality to acceptably function.
When y'all talk about my particular brand of #thedualities, you're usually commenting on a phenomenon that stems from this severe break between my thinking and emotional selves. Sorry to explain the unexplained. #spoilers