My Roommate Was More Disgusting Than Yours: 19 People Share Their Horror Stories

Disgusting Kitchen From Roommate
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1. He would shit in the shower and waffle stomp in down the drain, leaving a horrible shit smell and brown stains in the shower.

“First year college I was living in an old Hungarian widow’s house where she rented out three rooms. It was a good quiet place to study and not get distracted.

So one of my fellow renters was a quiet nerdy girl who lived in the basement, she was no problem…then there was Phil…

Phil was a 500lb bachelor in his 40s who claimed to be a professional pilot and millionaire (all while renting a room for 400 bucks)

-He would cook steaks the size of my head and then blame his dishes on me to the old lady who had no idea what to do about it.

-He’d steal my food

-If my girlfriend was over he’d masturbate and wheeze so loudly we could hear

-He couldn’t fit on the toilet in our tiny shared bathroom so he would shit in the shower and waffle stomp in down the drain, leaving a horrible shit smell and brown stains in the shower.

I hated Phil.”

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“You are the only person who gets to decide if you are happy or not—do not put your happiness into the hands of other people. Do not make it contingent on their acceptance of you or their feelings for you. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter if someone dislikes you or if someone doesn’t want to be with you. All that matters is that you are happy with the person you are becoming. All that matters is that you like yourself, that you are proud of what you are putting out into the world. You are in charge of your joy, of your worth. You get to be your own validation. Please don’t ever forget that.” — Bianca Sparacino

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