Not too long ago there was an altercation in my home. There always seems to be some kind of argument over the dumbest things & my sisters (Ariana, the youngest & Olivia, the second oldest) are usually the cause of this constant turmoil at the household. I firmly believe without a doubt that something is wrong with Ariana. She's always confrontational, bitter & to just put it bluntly... a bitch. Now going back to what happened, the argument was reaching it's climax & I got in the middle to try & calm things down. She made me so angry in the process that I snapped. Some obscenities were exchanged & I slapped her.

I won't lie, it felt pretty damn good. In heated arguments she calls Olivia & me animals. Yet she doesn't realize how incomprehensible a person she can be. She has to be right, never wrong. How can a person communicate with someone who refuses to accept that there always a chance to be fallible? No one is perfect. So in the aftermath Ariana declares me dead as a brother which is fine by me. I could care less.

As a person I can't stand her anyway. So ends the blood ties, don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way out. Funny thing about doors, she slams them when she's angry. What the hell does that do? A door is an inanimate object, a door holds no ties to my physical being or psyche whatsoever...so slamming them won't inflict any harm to me at all. It only serves to amuse me. One day you'll come to understand why I smacked you & why you deserved it.

So you get no help from me.

We're done.

Finito.

Kaputz!

So keep slamming your doors, I'll keep on laughing at you for it.

Idiot.