Get the f out
Yo, you!
I tolerate you because my weepy weak willed druggie sister got her brains fucked up enough to take you back after you dumped her, & summarily got her evicted because the idiot didn't work just to be with you & take your abuse. I liked you in the beginning because you can be funny & good to be around. Now? You just sicken me. You disgust me. I prefer Todd, Deb's molesting ex that's in prison since.. hell.. before Catie was born! At least he gets out of the room to go to the bathroom. Hell, he even made sure Deb went to welfare to get low income housing when they were married. You...
I can't get how you can just make Deanna get evicted, & then after she just moved in THREE OR FOUR MONTHS AGO to Deb's house which was already filled to the gills, you saunter back in, and move in with Deanna at DEB'S. It's not your house. Deb's! And you poop & piss in buckets? Ew! Get the fuck out of Deb's house. Just leave us alone! You steal Deb's food, her stuff, and her booze, which she had for up to 5 years! GOD, WOMAN! YOU MAKE ME ASHAMED!
You don't want to what I think. No, seriously, you don't. QUIT ASKING "What do you think?"! I have been trying my best not to do just that for months. Why? Candi wasn't ready to have Kyra yet, and I had some feeling left for Deanna other than plain revoltion and loathing. Not to mention, the fact that Deb'd die from a stress overload heartattack. She has Catie & the 3 little brats that I help watch from 7 am to 1:30 pm every weekend. I don't want them HERE! I'd move out if they did! When Candi has Kyra, and you finally find a fucking place, you will probably find a letter just how I feel about you and Deanna. I'm tired of hearing Deb whine, Candi bitch, & Mom rant about you and her. Sick and tired. Just get out of my life.
Absolutely no love whatsoever,
me
PS: QUIT TOUCHING ME! I DON'T WANT TO SHOWER 4 TIMES A DAY JUST TO FEEL CLEAN! ICKICKICK!