I think I've got a problem it just came walking through my door carrying a pillow with clothes laid out all over my floor so I proceed to ask him what the hell are you doing in my room he said I'm your new room mate and I'm your new friend God I hate him If you don't die soon I'll k** myself anything to get me out when I come home I pray your not here treasure the time that we don't share if you never come back I'd never care just please stay out of my life I think I'm in denial pretending that he does not exist I know that it cant last long when I'm always cleaning up his mess using up the phone line and always playing that stupid game I would like to suffer as long as I know that he is suffering If you don't die soon I'll k** myself anything to get me out when I come home I pray your not here treasure the time that we don't share if you never come back I'd never care just please stay out of my life well now I solved the problem cut off his head and rolled it down the street I think it's kind of funny to see his head disconnected from his feet settle down and stay cool that's what I try and tell myself just 6 more months and I'll be out of this hell