2 fucking AM.

Dear sister,

the next time you knock on my window in the middle of the fucking night because your drunk/high/irresponsible ass is locked outside, I will leave you there. I've explained to you multiple times that the amount of sleep I get per night is at the least five hours, and that's on a fucking good night. No, we are not cool, fuck you.
     The next time you keep me up until the wee hours of the night because of your drunk/high/irresponsible ass, I will make sure to wake your dumbass up every fucking morning for a fucking week, whenever the fuck it is that I fucking wake up. Why? Refer to paragraph 1.
     The next time you ask to borrow something of mine, I will tell you no, go fuck yourself. No I won't. For the simple reason that on Halloween this year, you asked to borrow my umbrella and left it outside your friends house, even though it was raining all of this week, and when asked to get it back your reply was, "Oh yeah, I left it outside of my friends house, I'll get it for you later today." and then when questioned about it two fucking days later you told me, "I haven't been to her house all week! I told you where it is, get it yourself!" Yeah, that was fucked up. I really liked that umbrella.
    The next time you so much as look my way, I will flip you the bird. Why? Because fuck you, that's why. Again, no I won't.

From,

me.

ps. I lied to you when I said I didn't get anything at the mall yesterday, I got a top and a pack of earrings, I just didn't want to hear you ask to borrow and then lose/destroy my things again. Lol, #pety.

pss. Fuck you.