Ok guys. So roommate is still having her boyfriend over all the time. And it really bugs me, but I feel like I don't have a justified enough "case" to complain. It's not like they're talking really loud or making loud sex noises or anything like that. It annoys me that they're super clingy and I don't want to be around it, so I go to my room to avoid it. So whenever he's here, I feel confined to my room. And then they still sit there and giggle and pick on each other and are all TEE HEE OMG STOOPPP HEHEHEHE with the occasionaly loud SMACK kiss that grosses me out cuz I have to hear it in my room through a closed door.

Today I came home and their cars were in the parking lot. I come in, all the lights are off and there's a shirt and a hat thrown on the floor in the hallway. I freak out with awkward and leave again and go back to my friend's house. I just don't feel comfortable in my own house apparently. I kind of want to complain, but I don't feel justified to do so. They're not obnoxiously loud, I'm just really not comfortable about ... any of it. Nevermind that the guy kind of gets on my nerves a little.

But it just seems like my own issue with ARGH I CAN'T BE IN A ROOM RIGHT NEXT TO ONE WHERE SEX MAY BE HAPPENING and ARGH I AM DISGUSTED BY YOUR CONSTANT PDA.

idk. it just seems like something I can't really complain about, or if I were, how do I even begin to approach it?

I'm just really frustrated by it. I hate feeling uncomfortable in my own damn house.

It sucks cuz up until now I've really liked living with my roommate. So I guess part of it is feeling like I've had a friend torn away from me even though she's still here. We haven't watched any movies together in a long time because she's always watching them with him (and it's generally shit I don't care about, and who wants to be a fucking third wheel?)

Fuck, I kind of hate boys.