I was forced to go to my brother's bachelor party in Mexico, even though I wasn't feeling top notch to begin with. We were supposed to take my mother's Getta, which coincidentally was stolen by my sister. So after finally convincing her to just come home and take another car, she asks if she can borrow mine, and I kindly tell her "No." I explain my reasoning to my parents, about how it's currently the only thing I own, I know I'm being selfish and I just don't care. I have no home, and little to no possessions, plus she'd been in like 4 accidents. They "claim" to understand. Except my pissed off little bitching princess sister. Who steals my car while I'm gone, and loses the key at her boyfriends house. So now my car is stuck in front of some faggots house, and the ONLY key is lost. I had no spares because they burnt in a fire. So now my poor as hell parents are paying to have a lock smith come out and make a key. Which is a solid 300+. Mallory is too cheap to pay for it, I can't afford it as I'm still paying off other crap I can't afford. And my parents who just filed Bankruptcy now have to pay for it. I fucking hate my sister is what I'm trying to say. I've never been so pissed off in my entire life.