Have you ever hated someone so much that you literally dreamed about murdering them?
Because that’s where I am at with Theodore.
I thought I hated him before, but living with him has made me realize that what I felt then was nothing. I don’t even have the words to describe how much I want to strangle him now.
"Delilah, I thought we agreed not to feed Tinkerbell after 9PM."
Fuuucccck!!!
I am so sick of him and his demands.
"I agreed to nothing."
Four days. Four freaking days, and this man was already standing on my last nerve.
I stormed into the kitchen, ready for battle, only to stop short when I saw something taped to the fridge. A chart.
“What is this?” I demanded.
Theodore, completely unfazed, set down his mug of tea. "A feeding log. I need you to fill it out every time you fe
