The same problem over, and over, and over...

Sep 02, 2005 21:20

How dose she do it? I can't be me. I just can't. No matter what I say, no matter what I do, she finds fault with me. Weather if it's hanging back when I'm first to a door, and not opening it for her and mom, or getting frustrated with the game when she is winning spectacularly, and loving it. I can't be me. I can't be angry, sad, or frustrated. ( Read more... )

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eshriela September 5 2005, 05:44:19 UTC
Your sister sounds like Jesus gone bad.. like milk left in the fridge to long.
Your sister is past her expiration date.
Her self righteous Jesus like smite has gone sour
lets dump her lumpy insides into your sink and recycle her!

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