My door knob was broken so i am left with no privacy. AT ALL. That annoying feeling you get when your parents barge into your room and cause a LOT of noise like, nagging because the room is dirty. the sounds of the vacuum and telling me to do some chores and there was even the time my dad brought in a ladder to get something in the cabinet that's far of reach and ''accidentally'' threw a really heavy dusty bag while i was drawing and didn't even say sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm having a rough morning like always.
this will be PROBABLY the first and last sad strike i'll make.
know the opposite feel of that. my brothes door is busted on the OUTSIDE so you can leave the room but you can't enter if it's closed. He refuses to fix it.
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