Hate isn't nearly a strong enough word.

I swear if murder wasn't a crime i'd fucking kill my sister.

She pisses me off so much. And today she pissed me off for good.

Its not my fault she's a fucking dumbass and lost her charger for her phone. So now its dead.

but what fucking really pisses me off is the fact she takes my phone now and when i get mad at her she's all like "not like anyone calls you" fact one. people do call me. fact two I just never know when they call me [my phone is always on silent]

But thats not even the point. The point is, its MY phone, I use it. She may use it more than I do but thats only because she takes it and always has it. Half the numbers in MY phone are fucking people I don't even know. And i got her fucking people calling my phone at 2 in the morning looking for her or for charles [her boyfriend that she's cheating on] if her phone is dead and they can't get a hold of her. that's not my problem. We have a house phone she needs to tell them to call the house. Next person that calls my phone in which its a number I don't know or don't know the name I'm just gonna tell them

"This is not ashley's phone, this is my phone. Don't call this number again. Call the house if you don't have the number then thats to bad. If you can't get a hold of ashley thats not my problem"

sounds like a bitch thing to do. But who gives a flying fuck. I don't.
Back to the reason why I fucking hate her. Again she took my phone today. I've been looking for it all day. I called my phone like 5 times trying to find it just now. She answered it of course which pissed me off obviously. I told her to bring my phone back. No she can't. Why? She fucking took it with her to San Antonio.