I can hear my neighbour across the street having a party..


At least I’m pretty sure that’s what I’m hearing. I am almost positive that I heard people singing happy birthday from the direction of his house earlier.

Yeah, the sexy neighbour is who I am talking about. I have seen him a few times since all the drama took place, but he always acts like I don’t exist. Looks straight ahead every time which in all honesty I find quite amusing. I guess though that I probably hurt him in the end far more than he hurt me, given what I said on the last day we spoke. How angry I was, causing me to lash out and say something I would never normally say to a guy. I tried to apologise what I knew it was futile.

I don’t know why it sometimes bothers me that he has all these parties yet I … have no idea how to finish that sentence.

I was happy reading reddit before I became a little obsessed with what I was hearing outside. It’s 10:04pm. I’m in bed. I’m pretty sure I’ll be asleep soon.

Update: 10:13pm.. it is definitely a party. They are now singing so loud I can hear them clear as day, loud above Friends, that is currently playing on Netflix on my bedroom TV.


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