
Louder for the people in the back (of my apartment)!!! Like I’m not asking you to do this to be a bitch, I’m asking you to do this bc it’s part of taking care of a home that you SHARE. I schedule a meeting to chat it through because we’re adults, I’m not your freakin mother. It doesn’t have to be THE END… we can fight about it, compromise, and move the f on
YES! Like I don’t know what’s wrong with Gen Z but it feels like the first sign of trouble you just cut it off instead of idk working it out like people? Like yeah you can be pissed at me and we can have a disagreement but that’s literally how life works. It’d be weirder if everything worked well