To think I used to cry over a boy who didn’t know you’re meant to wash both sides of a plate

His flat lived w mould and literal human shit on their stairs for weeks bc they figured the cleaner would deal w it

I just told my dad this and he said “stick to ur vibrator”- triggering the conversation I’ve been avoiding for months, in which my dad took a shit in my flat and was left sat eye level to a vibrator to which he sent a pic of to my mum. she had the talk w me when I got home

I just asked her about it bc she never mentioned no photo and asked “does he still have it?” to which she responds “ye I got it” and walks away lmaooo