I am moving out un two weeks and my mom tells me to do more than what I have been. I am not here to baby sit. I am not here to clean up after four people by myself while ill. And with an injury on my back I've had since I was thirteen years old. I cleaned off the stove and cluttered counter. Lit candles I'm allergic too. I cleaned out the nasty living room. Only thing I forgot to do was dishes and I get my assistance chewed?

Fuck. This.

Lawd take me now.

Done.

Hate it here...