i am getting very frustrated as the days goes by.
i don’t understand what is going on inside her head. my parents will give her everything she needs yet she continues to disappoint them and herself mostly. i have put up enough with her blaring music that i can hear from inside my closed door and that smoke smell coming in from her room. why aren’t my parents doing anything?
even if i have told her about her loud music and how its disturbing our sleep, she still continues doing it again and again.
sometimes i wish she is not related to me. its so uncomfortable, awkward and embarrassing when people ask me about her. i admit, i hate her. i can never speak to her properly, look at her or speak of her. its so unfortunate to be related to her. UGH!
oh and guess what, a few days ago, i woke up from my sleep at 2 freaking am in the morning to the sound of her crashing the guitar to smithereens on the floor/wall. bloody inconsiderate bitch.



