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I don't even know where to begin. Basically, everytime my sister does something nice for us, she goes psycho and does the exact opposite later that night or the next day. She claimed Darion has flea bites on him, from our cats. That's nice but our cats haven't been itching. Also, my mom is severely allergic and would be bit up. She told my mom "You need to get rid of your cats. You can't afford them. I can afford mine." That's nice. But we also love our cats, and always make sure we have what they need. Trust me, we're getting them fixed and their shots here soon. Not to mention, hey, did you know cats or any domesticated furry friend gets fleas rather they go outside or not? Yeah. Those two years of college didn't do you any good. Two people without a highschool dipoloma and someone with a third grade reading level knew that, but ...whew. I'm just upset.

Everytime I start getting closer to her, she screws it up somewhere. I have bipolar right? Guess what. If I do, she must be craznormal.

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I really didn't want to post here, but I had to vent.