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I don't even really talk to my sister anymore...it's sort of sad actually. The only time she talks to me anymore is when she's criticizing me and making me feel awful. But I'll keep my mouth shut because every time I say something about my sister to anyone the entire world goes crazy and kicks me into the dirt with her immediate defense. Sorry if I seem a little over-dramatic, which is normal, but I'm tired of never amounting to anything compared to her. Especially in my parents eyes. Once I move out maybe it won't be a daily thing. It's very frustrating. But I won't rant on and on about it. I'll end it at that.
James has been working his ass off this week to pay my bills because I was out of work for a week. I could easily make that up in one-two nights this week, but he literally worked 7 days this week and I think 5 of which he worked his other job at the tattoo shop also. Even though we're fighting again and I don't know why. I don't know what to do anymore.
I'm so tired, I'll write an entry that actually means something in a few days probably, when my brain cells grow back from me puking this past week.
Random: Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an "s" in it? Anyone know? *sigh*
James has been working his ass off this week to pay my bills because I was out of work for a week. I could easily make that up in one-two nights this week, but he literally worked 7 days this week and I think 5 of which he worked his other job at the tattoo shop also. Even though we're fighting again and I don't know why. I don't know what to do anymore.
I'm so tired, I'll write an entry that actually means something in a few days probably, when my brain cells grow back from me puking this past week.
Random: Whose cruel idea was it for the word "lisp" to have an "s" in it? Anyone know? *sigh*