too far?

i’m pounding on the door next time and slippin’ this under then going for a walk around the ‘hood, i’m sick of muting the tv and music everyday to monitor this shit, my cowardice shames me as well as everyone else’s on this floor.

it’s sloppy cos i was shaking as i wrote it and i am weak from malnutrition and i could hear him through the wall going at it. i don’t care if his peach pit pupils can’t decipher my writing, for his own good THEY’D BETTER!