My sister is a prima Donna! She is almost 19 years old, has a job, a car, and a Harley. The Harley was a graduation gift from her Dad. She pays for her car and insurance, and we split the cell bill. She doesn't pay rent or utilities. She only picks up around the house if she's having someone over, wouldn't want anyone to know what a slob she is. She works mornings and comes home after work and sleeps for hours. She orders everyone around including my mom. I think she needs a swift kick in the ass right out the door. She's a manager at Motel 6, so she should pack her shit and go live at the motel. I'm sick of her putting me down all the time and acting like she's so much better than me. Just because I'm 32 and I work at WalMart and live with my mom. I'm doing the best I can! I wish I could get my own place, but I just can't do it financially right now. I just hope things get better before we end up hating each other!
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