When did I become the responsible one?
When the fuck did I become the one that makes sure the house stays intact, the one that makes sure we have food, the one that makes sure strange people don't walk up in our house. When did I become the one to manage the money, and pay people for your shit. I'm so fucking sick of her shit, I'm sick of her not giving at rats ass about anything that doesn't have to do with her, of making me feel like shit. She's 23 fucking years old, can't keep her own shit straight and she thinks it's ok to tell me what I should and shouldn't be doing. It's ridiculous that I have no fucking money because I had to pay back one of my friends that she borrowed money from. It's bullshit, she keeps fucking her life up and blaming others. It's never her fucking fault. fuck her.