I am currently living with my best friend. We have been around each other since kindergarten and know all of each others quirks and peeves. But...
I hate that she leaves dishes in the sink, junk on the living room table (and floor), doesn't clean anything...ever...and mostly; that she doesn't realize our house sometimes smells due to her funky house lifestyle.
Buuuut...
I love that she knows, understands and loves me for me. I love that she puts up with my moods and epiphanies and that our dogs get along.
So I guess it's all working out. Maybe I just needed to vent.
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