My freaking sister and her jokes
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Andrea:
Why did Sarah fall off the swing?
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Me:
...Why?
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Andrea:
Because Sarah had no arms. Knock knock!
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Me:
Who's there?
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Andrea:
Not Sarah
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(Cuz she has no arms)
Bitter Landing
I had a very fun week last week. I got to spend every day with my girlfriend. We slept over each others houses. We spent all of Friday at Six Flags then went to the town I grew up: Palmdale. Then, on Saturday, we threw a pretty nice party that went a lot better than expected. We winded down the week by just hanging around doing calm activities like watching movies and talking about stuff. Then, I had to let go of that dream world. I’m back to living my normal day to day life. A life full of bickering, backstabbing and hypocrisy. My oldest sister, my mom and I just had a huge blowout over my sister being an irresponsible twat. When I worked, I had to give no less than 80% of my paycheck to cover my living expenses, the gas I used in the car and just to help around the house. No questions asked, no buts, no whats, no ifs. 80%. Now, my sister works. She’s not required to pay anything to my parents. When she feels like it, she gives $50 and thinks that shit covers her for two months. She hardly ever puts gas in the van which she uses exclusively. She eats what all of us eat. She sleeps under our roof. Why is she not obligated to give any money? My parents are struggling financially. I’m trying my hardest to find a job so I can A) help around the house and B) get the fuck out of the house. My dumb bitch sister has all this surplus money that, instead of helping out in a time of need, she’s using to blow all on one fucking weekend. And when I bring this up, I’m only met with resistance and excuses. I don’t give a fuck that she makes half of what I used to make. I don’t give a fuck if her attitude about life is different than my own. I only give a fuck about everyone in this fucking household being treated the same: The Good and The Bad. If I was required to give 80% of my paycheck, why shouldn’t she? BLARGHARGHL
I just want to get out
mightycocainebears:
Hamburgers!
The cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast.
OH MY GOD! YES PLEASE
we walk in a fog: Silence
anaro:
Mia: Don’t you hate that?
Vincent: What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it’s
necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be
comfortable?
Vincent: I don’t know. That’s a good question.
Mia: That’s when you know you’ve found
somebody special. When you can just shut
the fuck…
<3 I love you too, my sweet slice of pumple pie!
Chillingly Haunting. F***ing love this song
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