I’m pissed.

So, last week, my sister threw this HUGE house party, drinks and beer bong included.

But I didn’t come home until 2AM, cause I was out just chillin with my friends Jela Mae and Lily.

By the time I got home, shit was crazy. I got home thinking I could knock out, but no. @_@. I just stayed up cause my sister’s friends told me we had to clean up after everybody left. Plus, last It time I drank, I woke up the next morning feeling guilty as fuck.

Then some drunk guy said he needed a dollar, for idk what, so I took out my wallet to check if I had any, but I didn’t.

And my stupid ass left my wallet ON THE FUCKING TABLE. IN THE WIDE OPEN. DURING A CRAZY ASS HOUSE FUCKING PARTY.

And since I didn’t wanna be around 50 crazy drunk bitches, I stayed in my room and just talked on the phone with my friend Lily.

These parties really aren’t my thing.

Once 3AM came around, people started leaving, which means all the sober people and the people that lived in my house had to start cleaning up.

…I was the only one that lived in the house that was sober.

Oh, and did I mention that 3 people threw up? Including my sister.

One girl yakked on the couch. And on my mom’s favorite blanket.

The one she got for Christmas.

A week later, it still smells like vomit. Fucking shit.

So we had to clean up THAT shit. We ran out of paper fucking towels and we didn’t even have Febreeze.

We all stayed up until 5-Fucking-AM cleaning up the fucking house.

And I was the one scrubbing the fucking floors.

And my sister?

Too drunk to do shit.

The morning after my friend Kristina asked me if she wanted to hang out.

After a night of dealing with drunk fuckers and cleaning up their shit that I had no part of, I NEEDED a day out.

But little did I fucking know that my wallet was GONE. >________________>

REALLY? REALLY?

I literally looked EVERYWHERE for it. Nothing.

So I told my sister to ask her friends/co-workers if they took it thinking it was theirs.

But after a whole fucking week, she still hasn’t even bothered to ask ONE fucking person.

Sure it was MY fault for leaving it out in the open, but if my sister never threw the damn party behind my mom’s back, this wouldn’t have even happened.

Bright side? No money in my wallet, and my school ID is in it.

Down side? My fucking CARD was in it.

If anything, she deserves to get ratted on, and I don’t deserve her shit.

I cleaned up her shit, everybody else’s shit, I took care of her when she was drunk, I didn’t drink one drop of alcohol that night, and I lose my wallet and she treats me like shit.

Fuck this.

I can’t even cancel my card. Cause my mom thinks it’s in the house. And all she says is, “You’ll find it. I mean, it IS in the house.”

I told my mom I lost it in the house, only because I can’t say that I dropped it somewhere or left it at someone’s house.

Cause then she’d get mad at me.

And I obviously can’t say I lost it during a party my fucking sister threw behind her back.

Cause then my SISTER would get in trouble.

I fucking cover up for her, and she doesn’t do ONE little favor for me.

I don’t deserve this shit.

I deserve a LOT more than this shit.

Fuck you. For being such an “awesome” sister.