Pains the game, Bs

Well I'm tired of playing.
Tired of getting hurt.
Tired of trying.
Tired of caring.
But what choice do I have?
I cannot lock myself up in a magical box of safeness where no harm would befall me.

The shit I go through is supposed to make me stronger.
But sometimes it just hurts and feels like it makes another crack in my wall.

How many cracks until the wall crumbles, hmm?

Makes me wonder.

Madder than a wet cat.

Well, this post name seems a bit "dodgy" because there's a lot of cats that really enjoy water, but that's not the damn point.
Anyway.
I'm pissed.
Like seriously P-I-S-S-E-D.

Why?
Because my younger sister is the biggest pain in my ass.
At the moment anyway.
She's one of those Ihavearighttohearanythingandeverythinganyonesays.

Kind of peopleeee...and one of those spoiled little children who have everything done for them because she's too damn lazy to TRY.
She should be banned from any and all electronic devices, except her Ds.
She knows how to use that.
Thank god. =.=

So I've been meaning to write and such, but I've still been recovering and haven't known what to write.
But I had to write this because I was and still am slightly ticked off.
SO.
I'll write something better later.