sebbysmythe:
The worst thing about thin walls may be the godawful taste in music my neighboring roommate has. I’m pretty sure they exclusively listen to Christian rock, and let me tell you, no amount of alcohol can make that shit sound even halfway decent.
And that right there is why I’m glad I live on the top floor of my apartment building. It certainly makes things easier and I don’t have to worry about hearing any outside noises - other than traffic, but that’s kind of unavoidable in New York.














