Boys in my house.

Ignoring the fact that without them, I'd probably be dead by now..

They seriously should stop whining so much.

Stop demanding and expecting so much from me and mom.

There's so much we can do around the house.

You complain the house is too messy?

Well, half the mess is yours so why the hell should I clean it up for you?

You complain of the food?

You shouldn't be so freaking cerewet!

Eat whatever is on the table, it's not a fancy restaurant. We don't necessarily cook the food perfectly. And trusting me with food? Biggest mistake you will ever make in your life. By now, in how many years you have raised me, you should have known I cannot be trusted with cooking. I will 100% ruin it for you. It will, I promise you, be burnt.

That's how much I hate the kitchen.

I am the most irresponsible daughter anyone could ever have.

I hate that I am, but I tried.

I tried.

But my flaws still show.

I'm just that. You're never happy with me.

How am I supposed to be happy with myself, when you're never happy with me?

Fuck it, so freaking pissed.