The normie couple in the apartment behind me got into a huge fight. Yelling, cussing, screaming, maybe physical. I’m not worried about them, they have belly laughs at my expense sometimes. I’m worried about me because the fight made me happy.
I don’t have any of these neighbors who I get along with and I’m the one who suffers. I’m glad they got in a fight but I don’t want to feel too glad. Screw ‘em.
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I use to have my neighbors scream and curse at the wind and the crazy thing is that I found them attracted instead of hating them for being the nosy ones in the building. Though I didn’t like physically the mom duh I mean she was an older lady and I am mentioning this because I think she still hits on me sometimes.
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That’s ok, I have character faults as well. For example I can judge people.
My partner and I lived next to some real shallow neighbours. They were like barbie and Ken dolls, thought they were better than everyone else. They were a bit contemptuous to us.
They used to fight all the time…I mean all the time. So loud we could hear what they were saying most of the time. I’m not gonna lie, we got some enjoyment out of it.
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