They have problems also!!!

I listen to you bitch about your shitty finances and how it's 'his' fault, I give my 2 cents about YOUR life. I clean up after your fucking cats, get clawed all over, and bitten. I feed them too... you don't know now many times I've been home and they have NO food in their bowls. I do your fucking dishes when you leave PERFECTLY GOOD FOOD OUT. I smile when I have to smell your fucking nail polish, because you COMPULSIVELY change your nail color every 2 days. I listen to you bitch about how 'the house isn't clean' when it's better than my house used to be when I lived with my parents. I bear with your shitty cooking when you make your 'tuna pasta' when you know canned tuna makes me want to blow chunks. I smile pathetically at your obsession with Halloween.

I let you move my bathroom things around because they 'inconvenience' the look of the bathroom. I let you close my room off because you're cold. I give you money for a car I barely drive, for gas and things. I leave you to your business, and don't nose around when you're on your computer. I listen to your ANNOYING AS FUCK laughter while you watch TV shows that I don't give two shits about.

I do all of this and what do I get in return? Nothing but someone saying "you need to move out".

I have nowhere to go. All of my 'outs' got filled, so you're stuck with me. Get the fuck over it, and suck it up, and stop causing drama that's not needed, you cunt.

I'm fucking sick of this... I do all this, and get bullshit in return.