Mom: Get off ur stuff!
Me: Wait what?
Mom: You two need to get up early tomorrow! *talking to my younger siblings* You need to get off too *finally talking to me*
Me: But why- what am I supposed to do until midnight? Stare at my ceiling?
Mom: Or just fucking go to sleep-
Me: I’m 13, not 7-
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My moms being a bitch but at least she didn’t take my shit :’))