And It's All Went Downhill from There

You know I got three hours of sleep last night because D- has decided to be a complete asshole. He brings up things that I can do nothing about now (stuff about my father), things that happened long enough ago that I can't remember what my thoughts might have been at the time, and things that he just makes up in my mind (apparently I don't let him feel like he lives in the apartment). He also told me that no matter what his friends will always come before me and I can never understand what they have done for him. He needs to sort things out and he just really doesn't know what will happen. After all this he falls asleep pleasantly while I lie awake with a nasty headache and my mind racing.

There is no way I can keep this up until August or September.