caroline drives me up the fucking wall.
how hard is it to ask me or tell me that you are going to take something from my room. apparently its hard as shit. ask or tell.
if i notice something is missing. and i ask you if you have it, how hard is it to say yes? dont lie to me for days while i look for it in my room. dont be pissed when i storm up to your room and find it. good fucking god.
if she could tell me she was taking shit thats fine. but it drives me up the wall. all my stuff is missing. clothes, random crap, hair stuff.
im done. she isnt allowed in my room anymore. even when im in it. im so fed up with this shit.