Every last word , every single thing you say .
You know . I'm really getting sick of you putting your grubby little hand on everything I touch .
You have to shove your nose into every aspect of my life, every fucking thing I do .
I can never have something to myself , something that I've done completely on my own .
She's barging in on my fucking room now . You don't understand . This is my (our) project.
I don't need you constantly nagging how the line isn't completely straight on the mother fucking tree , and now she's screwing around with my outlets and light switch -- AND VENT , she just ripped them ALL off the fucking wall and omg FUCK ////////////////////////////////////
If you need to feel needed somewhere, go help out in Moustafa's clinic . Try and make yourself useful where you're actually needed for once .
I'm sick of you COMPLETELY re-arranging all my stuff , and I literally mean ALL MY STUFF , my bathroom , my room , my closet , everything =(
You're creating unessecary work and it's a huge nusance to me .
Let me re-phrase that : You are a huge nusance to me . Ay fack . What am I going to do ...
I just have to keep putting all my fucking stuff back in it's place every single day for the rest of my life ? Niice .
Oh Karma ? I have a favor to ask.
KICK THE FUCK IN WITH A SUPER BOY ALREADY !!
I can't take much more of this . LOL , as you can clearly see.
Hai Ellie , the title and quote fit perfectly to my little situation huh ?
It's a Jonas Brother's song . Funny how that works isn't it ;) ?
Luv Luv Isha
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