Omg my roommate is a drummer & I’m going to go fucking insane. Stop the fucking music. Just stop the fucking beating . Stop stop stop stop stop stop stop. If I had any self dignity I’d go and knock knock knock on his fucking door & plead with him to stop. But I’m the kind of person who let’s him carry on his practice while I quietly fume away & slowly build resentment towards him. God I fucking hate roommates. This ones either pounding away or singing the same fucking awful verse repeatedly out of tune. What I wouldn’t give for my Jamaican neighbor to start screaming right now.