Dear apartment,

Please don't kill me in my sleep. I just got this whole career thing rolling, me and my bf have finally stopped fighting so much, my face is clearing up, and most importantly, my student loans still have to be paid even if I die and my parents are too poor to support the expense of my undergrad education now.

So how about you simma down now with that carbon monoxide poisoning you might be slowly leaking into my room while i'm sleeping, eh? In the meantime though, I'll just stay up all night like I always do and sleep in my car during my lunch breaks.

You're the greatest!
TR