I am so fucking cold I can't bend my fingers. It is 22 degrees F outside and we have no fucking heater in our room, and have holes in the wall because my boyfriend's dad legit gives no fuck about us being cold. It's warm in where he is but the heater doesn't even work in our room. And what does he do? He fucking asks my boyfriend if it's cold and fucking laughs at him. Call this because we are on his mom's side of the divorce because he is an emotionally and physically abusive fuckwit.