Killing me.

Greed

Are you satisfied? I doubt it, you put your things above people. You still take more things.
Is it to spite me? Ir is it because you know my stuff is more than you can afford? It's cheap stuff, but you act like it's more valuable than I deserve.
You use his money for your stuff, and even then it's never enough.
You can't keep a job, and when I tell you what you can do better, that prideful asshole scolds me on it. You two are like pees in a pod, the worst kind of peas too. Your both rotten.

You can't even treat kids right, but lord forbid anyone treats you, or your things slightly mean. You always act so innocent. But your not, and you act like you know everything there is to know, but you don't.
You're worse than a 5 year old child, more helpless than a baby.
No wonder your real children hate you.
Your boyfriends kids hate you too.

You cry when something you brought home from the dumb is broken or thrown away, but then use his money to buy something expensive. You are always shopping with the money that you don't have. Even my money disappears, my things that I bought myself disappear, the things you thought were pretty.

I know you took them, you acted guilty when I asked. No one else did, they could look me in the eye and calmly tell me they didn't take them.
You avoided eye contact and accused me of yelling at you.

I hate you