Remember how last time in my roommie drama, the two shits reported my friend just to spite me?

Well, I ended up confronting them about it, and it turned into this huge screaming match. Them against me, of course. They changed the story to [roommate] finding my friend unsupervised in my room and feeling unsafe. Well bullshit, you liar. That's what I told her. Anyway, soon enough asshole dickhead partner was interjecting in what does not concern him. I snapped. After months of warning him, I lost my shit. I called him every swear in the book. I don't care. That's what you get for abusing me for months. He gave me this look like he wanted to hit me, clenched his fists and slammed my door.

I had had enough. I reported him to security, got him banned until I could have an emergency meeting, and crashed with a friend because I felt unsafe still.

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The ban lifted Monday, he was allowed back. Until I had my meeting, where I told them I felt unsafe in my own room. BANNED FOR LYFE, ASSHOLE.

I suspect my roommate hates me. Oh wellz. Maybe don't treat me like shit and fuck with somebody I care about. I fucking win.