Jesus, the crimson one…
I’m the one who changed all your contacts to “Dennis Quaid”.
I live on my own, and go home on weekends, so this is really all I have to confess. Hey mom, that wasn’t ice cream that made the keyboard stick.
One day while complaining to my best friend about my roommate I accidentally texted my roommate and not my friend. Oops! Fortunately she was asleep at the time and I thought oh I will just grab her phone and delete it. Well it was password protected. So in order to not face a crazy bitch fest I broke her phone. It look like it fell but I actually smashed it with a hammer. Listening to her complain about the phone she broke was better than starting a fight and I let a little frustration out in the process.
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