Did I say little?!
I meant HUGE.
First off, I fucking hate my sister. I wish she was never born and I hope I can get the chance to move the fuck out once I turn 18 this year. I hate everything about her and her existence.
She's the reason I don't wanna live on this fucking planet anymore along with all the other shit that I have which is depression, anxiety and all the other crap.
She makes me feel like utter shit. She makes sure that I KNOW that I wasn't supposed to even be born and that I wasn't supposed to live at all. She makes sure that I know that I was supposed to be just another abortion. The fucking doctors wanted to abort me because I didn't have all my brain. She makes sure that I know that I'm a fucking retard, and that I don't have all of my brains. WHICH I DO. She lets me know that I should fucking die. I should kill myself and she wouldn't give one shit about it.
She lets me know how much of a fucking disgrace and a burden I am to everyone. To life.
I'm sick and tired of her shit. I really am. She's really getting me to my breaking point.
I'm gonna fucking blow up on her. And I don't fucking care anymore...
I fucking hate my goddamn life.
