I hate it

I hate when my sister gets yelled at for making one little mistake, like texting my dad the wrong answer to something he said (which happens a few minutes ago).

I hate when I get yelled at but my sister doesn't, yet I also hate seeing her so sad. I swear I'm bipolar sometimes. Or something like that.

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